Exile - A Letter lyrics

John Keating: Language was developed for one endeavor, and that is - Mr. Anderson? Come on, are you a man or an amoeba? [pause] John Keating: Mr. Perry? Neil: To communicate John Keating: No! To woo women! [Verse 1] She wrote me a letter A thousand million feelings embedded in each letter I wrestled with each letter, Plucked petals from each letter Envisioned gentle hands a**embling each letter The heart's syntax full of errors but it means well Each line a blue vein where a pen bleeds red In margins where memories can't capture Her curvy figure of speech and the poetry in her swagger Holding on to moments back-tracked in the past Cuz faces fade and Snap chats never last Fast tracked to a path where I could part the sea And when I think about you R&B runs through my arteries She said I helped her find beauty again Smooth skin bruised by aluminum men Scars deep where self-love is polluted within Turn that intrusion into lubricant that's soothing to Peruvian skin Till we are two pigeons who groove like fuschnickens Sitting on cables overlooking soup kitchens Blueprinting this luminous new rhythm till noon hit us But now were separated by two moons in unison Broke a time machine just to kiss her goodbye Boundaries designed by distance and time So I lick the instrumental like an envelope Spit the truth, seal it up, stamp it with my heart and soul ps