Scorpion

Honey, war is woven in our touch
But there’s promise in our sleep
Your warmth is strangled by the clutch
Of winter’s long release
Lola, call out to me from above
And give to me your trust
Untangle from your devil vines
(from) your want to not believe
Scorpion today awaits
To threaten and to rush
With a tail to swing at all we built
The hope for you and me
And maybe it’s just not our time
And maybe it’s to be
Or maybe it’s just what you get
For loving me