Velvet Gloves & Spit
TIMBER TIMBRE · Sincerely, Future Pollution 2017 · Track 01 of 07
I could not release the inspiration till you asked me to Came at your body relentlessly throughout the years Too far away to nearly show this honeymoon I was a stranger to familiar and not enough
And I want to saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace And I wanted nothing else
The haunted hotel room the two bit man child I could not simply fall asleep next to you every night Our castle in the sand built too high too soon And under waving palms and waving sales and waves Goodbye
And I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace Oh I once saw the touch of your velvet hand upon my face And I recall velvet gloves and spit is your embrace And I wanted nothing else