Somewhere Upstairs
Crispin Gray / Katie Jane Garside
And then i stretch across this huge place
My back is arching enjoying this elongation
Tiny holes letting light through
I feel her rising on my left side
And she is round
And this inky hair grows beyond definition
Somewhere upstairs
This place opens before us
I throw my book into her well
And she will give me these drops on my tongue
I say i'm so old
Been here a million times
And then i cry like a baby