Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Charlotte Martin
Ready or not here it comes a pulverizing love
Suddenly filling every void and hidden from all naked eyes now
In every baby and open heart, the flowers up to the skies
The purple comets, the orange doves and all this lifting me higher
What do you want
How do you plan to sleep now
What do I want
More of the feeling
What do you want
How do you plan to dream now
What do I want
I’m busting the ceilings
We are letters and words in the language of god
And how his heart must burn every time we’re lost
We are twists and turns in the language of god
And how his heart must yearn every time I love
Every time I love you
Every time I love
Unraveling threads of common sense and algebra in my head
Looking at you without a lense in nothing less than the sky splitting open$
Give me your kiss, give me your hand and get too personal please
I want you more than to get you alive, I want to touch world and you touch back
What do I want
How do you plan to sleep now
What do I want
More of the feeling
What do you want
How do you plan to dream now
What do I want
I’m busting the ceilings
We are letters and words in the language of god
And how his heart must burn every time we’re lost
We are twists and turns in the language of god
And how his heart must yearn every time I love
Ready or not here it comes a pulverizing
Ready or not here it comes a pulverizing