[Verse 1]
The only picture I can paint is the one that I see
Put you in frame, I'm out my frame, I'm runnin' out of speech
The photograph of what we have begins to fade
Teyana Taylor dancing naked in the rain
Shower down, shower down and wash away mistakes
But also know that strip the oils and that we'll likely break
We go from brilliant to brittle, bone to gristle
Home to riddle, glue to tape at Cash&Carry
Got some flowers and I made you a meal, wrote you a song
A bird with a word came and brought me a poem
That was sealed with a kiss the gerth and shape of your lips
I'm thinkin' 'bout the curve and shape of your hips
As they swing when you sway, walk away from the rift
Conversate in cherry red Converse
You had yellow like some fuckin' mustard
I had a dream that yours were fuckin' bloody
'Cause I was fuckin' bleeding
Under a tree, and it was pouring like it used to be

[Chorus]
I climb into meet you, meet you
But at last we, searching
Too close to the light to see
What we could be