Harley - Desire lyrics

Stiff, flushed, burning, clawing at the visions in my mind, hot in pursuit, borne on winds of a storm of long neglect, frantically fighting to fill a hollow of long desire. Head long rush to regain a calm, rising, rising to touch the blue above the thunder clouds. Falling to earth as rain I glisten for the moment in the cool damp of release even as the breeze stirs around me and the thunder in the distance is closing again.