Jana Pochop - Matador

I speak Spanish to you when I'm drunk
It means that I'm happy to be here, happy you're here
I might look up our signs in a book
And ask you what time you were born since the stars are still forming
Now it's lips turning upwards on sight
A shade reminiscent of a bar lit in crimson
We were hanging all over last night
Elbow to wrist to collarbone twist
Your vowels and consonants sink in real slow
The phosphorescence of your words it is gold
The tiny sermonettes they begin to take hold
Oh my god oh my god
Now I'm waving flags around in my chest
Wild and unsure I'm a scared matador
I'll go anywhere you might suggest
Aligned molecules are just fires that need fuel
Your vowels and consonants sink in real slow
The phosphorescence of your words it is gold
The tiny sermonettes they begin to take hold
Oh my god oh my god
There is a first move to be made
I hope we're gonna make it
Your vowels and consonants sink in real slow
The phosphorescence of your words it is gold
The tiny sermonettes they begin to take hold
Oh my god oh my god

Written by:
Jana Pochop

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