Awe at All Angles - Moon Tooth

I am not adornments joined on new walls

I am torn muscle, I am budding bruise

The good pain while the deeper hurt

Are these truths

I am not a bridge

No I am not two ends

Not two ends that meet to make one

I am

White water, white water, white water

I am

I am awe, awe at all angles

Oh, I am not held hands

I’m not making plans

No, I’m not your man

I’m a goddamn conduit

Girl, I’m piss and vinegar

I am

White water, white water, white water

I am

I am awe, awe at all angles

Awe at all angles, awe

Awe at all angles, awe

Awe at all angles

Courting over dinner

And a bottle of wine

I said, «You look real pretty

And your haircut’s nice»

For Christ’s sakes, this is not living

It’s killing time

My body’s in the cage

But I’m in the sky

I am

White water, white water, white water

I am

I am awe, awe at all angles

Awe at all angles, awe

Awe at all angles, awe

Awe at all angles, yeah

Awe at all angles

Awe at all angles

Awe at all angles