dragonfly bones from wounded / wolf by Bella Stevens

sit in my arms and it'll all be okay
stretching our bodies into new forms of play
choking so softly on my saltwater tears
hold me forever until our bones disappear

my pure skin now etched with models and clay
hauntings of dreams that I can't seem to shake
lay in my arms and it'll all be okay
why won't you kiss me at the end of the day?

I love you, come back to me
I miss you, run back to me
I love you, run back to me
I miss you, come back

racing our dogs with the ducks at the lake
try to catch up before I pump on the brakes
fall on my knees and now they're all black and blue
you'd do it again if I told you to

• Rock
• ambient rock
• emo
• folk rock
• grunge
• moody
• Richmond