Kid Gloves - Hey Rosetta!

When you come to, and kinda floating

The air is full, its like its holding you

Isn’t it typical?

Nobody’s noticing

I left it moving in, I left it breathing

Isn’t it beautiful?

Here in the thick of it

To know that when you fall

You’re just afraid to swim

Here it is

See the arches of pain

See the ocean of dust

See all the colors arranged

And hover over us?

But back when we were little kids

Lifted into our beds

Didn’t we see the dead

Before we turned our heads?

Here it is…

Its invisible.

There are no words for it.

I know you feel it, though

Feel it lifted up

Feel the waves come on

And every set of love

Suddenly move as one

We would deny so much

Of e’ry religion

Of all the saddest thing

I never understood

They took away my trust

Maybe I gave it up

Just an adolescent shrug

Past here as I dropped the gloves

Yeah, but that was years ago

With so many miracles

Leaving with my added trust

Now I set a hope for dust

Now I sent it open up