Cold Statue - Iji

Brushed with this fire of cold air and change

I let my sense get away from me too long and loose track of my gravity

Roll my eyes back to sleep

Into darkness into cool night

Wings stretched longer and forgotten their chant

His hands slow

Hands on feet feet is hands

Walking on walls on elbows and riderrning

How to remote to the coffee mug

And I spilled

Queen salamander on my sleeve

He looks at the sky does a backflip

And inspired I

Me queen

Cold statue have I

Cold statue of mine

I want to kill it

Cold statue of mine

Cold statue with eyes

I want to kill it