Meryn Cadell - Voice For Gloria lyrics

It's true yes, the truth of flesh It's me and what I want to be The sides splitting on the dress Going to my head It's true yes, the skin pressed to breaking On the bed. To melt the clothes that hold us From a simple state of being Where the lung gives taste to breathing And the tongue gives shape to need. To take my fear of falling and to bounce it on my knee To try the shoes and wear them til it's time to turn them over Time to hold them where they held me, time to turn them on their head Forgo the trepidation, see the great reward instead It's true, yes. Craving little bits of skin To not be making next of kin To drape a special someone 'round my straining aching neck To be the one to steam the sliding doors out to the deck You don't have to do anything that you don't want to But don't get up in arms about what others choose to do. To feel the golden glow of breaking rules instead of bread A simple pleasure safe in time And clothesd and closed and always mine The suture in the silence s**ing safety from the net Falling in and comforting Conspiring to forget Soldering the skin to mine The gaze is steady and sublime Pulling in and revelling like a magnet Sling back the chair without a trace of old regret. It's true, yes. It's true yes, the truth of flesh It's me and what I want to be The sides splitting on the dress Going to my head