Sensory Field

Safe to say I remember that day
Light circled through the room and bent to your shape
And I still hear you singing Alsatian Cousin
Heaven seems lower in moments like this

That year sustains in a perennial ring
A broken season, the promise of spring
It’s like one more finger on the walls of your throat
Oh the weight we accept to remain in this world

I’m in a field of senses
I’m in a network of pain
And it’s cool as rain on the 5 interstate
I’m never changing, I like it this way

Who’s to say that your heart is this way
Recline into yourself, a permanent state
And I still hear you singing Alsatian Cousin
Heaven seems lower in moments like this

I’m in a field of senses
I’m in a network of pain
And it’s cool as rain on the 5 interstate
I’m never changing, I like it this way
I’m in a field of senses
I’m in a network of pain
And it’s cool as rain on the 5 interstate
I’m never changing, I like it this way