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[Verse 1]
Where’s the tree that leads to what is above?
I want to climb the heights to be part of, the heavenly host
Or a ghost with wings, to be part of something because
I’m more than a body, more than a thing that you can up and leave
I’m not a desperate summer’s eve, and I won’t be treated like a fling
But for some reason that’s how you treat me
I’m starting a new season, and I’ll begin a new me
[Chorus]
Liquid emotions
Indefinite ocean
I don’t even notice I’m drifting
After drinking in slow motion
When I’m carrying myself through an evil potion
Wicked intentions and then my volcano’s exploding
And you don’t even help me
I used to play make believe with my dreams
And then toss my coins in a wishing well
But there’s no point, no way in hell
Streams that form shallow water could really listen to me
No one, no thing, nothing knows me that well
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
...But I put it on myself
[Verse 2]
You don’t want to kick the door in, to what’s inside the six inches between my ears
it’s closed, but for me, it’s open everyday, every night, at all times throughout the year
You don’t want to enter the fun house
It’s not so fun when you’re the one forever locked in your fears
Even though it’s been abandoned for a while, it still remembers a child’s tears
And how it feels to feel so lonely, it’s worse than a nightmare
...To only want someone to care
[Chorus]
Liquid emotions
Indefinite ocean
I don’t even notice I’m drifting
After drinking in slow motion
When I’m carrying myself through an evil potion
Wicked intentions and then my volcano’s exploding
And you don’t even help me
I used to play make believe with my dreams
And then toss my coins in a wishing well
But there’s no point, no way in hell
Streams that form shallow water could really listen to me
No one, no thing, nothing knows me that well
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
...But I put it on myself
[Verse 3]
My skin’s made out of porcelain and I’ve been
Dropped one too many times and I have about a thousand cracks in
My face, but the glue wasn’t strong enough this time
To put myself back together
[Bridge]
I’d rather be a wilted flower.. and dehydrate
Than be with a coward.. who migrates
From door to door, from girl to girl
Every single hour
[Chorus]
Liquid emotions
Indefinite ocean
I don’t even notice I’m drifting
After drinking in slow motion
When I’m carrying myself through an evil potion
Wicked intentions and then my volcano’s exploding
And you don’t even help me
I used to play make believe with my dreams
And then toss my coins in a wishing well
But there’s no point, no way in hell
Streams that form shallow water could really listen to me
No one, no thing, nothing knows me that well
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
I’m under a spell, I’m under a spell
...But I put it on myself
© Erika Poling 2020
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