Eat Lava if We Want, written by Courtney Olmstead
I slept under a waterfall last night, and yearned for you
Vacating reality, an overflowing gust of stars and dust occurred
We'll steal mossy violins from graveyards
And challange the Mighty Jesus Christ to a game of cards
My rose speaks to me of the sun,
And winter breezes beyond a crisp coat of snow and ice
We can dance on rocks and nails and passionate things alike
And pray to the Greek Gods and Godesses from another time
I traded my moms Bible for a Crown
My thunder rolled and raged
Upon the Islands of doubt, warning the weak warriors
We can make life ours, eat lava if we want
And the waterfall churned my memories and such
As I waited for that delicate clutch of arms around mine
The mist wet them instead
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