I undress leaving the thought of your cold bathroom floor
and find heat in your hands
read the tales of the invisible lovers
wish the towel hanging was yours
let me see you
let me feel you
let me hold
I'm only dreaming of your touch, your taste, your smell
want to feel the things I felt in your grey house
can you climb a little lower and bring me up
it's cold dear and I'm cold
don't let me drown at the bottom of my well
winter weighs down and ties together my bones
as brittle but young
and I am cold
only dreaming of your touch, your taste, your smell
want to feel the things I felt in your grey house
can you climb a little lower and bring me up
it's cold dear and I'm cold
and it's cold dear and I'm cold
don't let me drown at the bottom of my well
don't let me drown at the bottom of my well
cause there I'll find the heat of your hands
and the taste of your throat
Sampler from Gold Flake Paint "records" in Glasgow. Shoegazey, trippy, fuzzy, lo fi, rockish. Very nice collection of what they offer. Price is right, so check it out. Custom Made In 1968
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