Again & Again — Holly Brook

Unlocking metaphors Caches that were safe before Lost their secrets to the wind

It isn't everyday You can see the other face Watching you i'm watching me who could this be

Your wounds begin to sing Red melodies that sting Like ice bury me twice

Running from the heat from the lines that break me I'll give another try

Fallen angel Your terminal high Feeding the hunger of your sky Take all the poison that i give Just to live For the feeling Use me again

Your stuck in a centerfold Written in capitals Bake the time talking through wine

Young boys that you tantalize Sipping on your pretty eyes But you kill just to feel real

Lately on this vine the showers have been steady Are you ready for this flight?