Tryst
I'm attracted by the fabric of waste
Watching ourselves as our bodies decay
And though some love remains
I'm attracted by this waste

Watching ourselves as our bodies decay
Watching ourselves as our bodies decay

This is a tryst, this is discipline
The discipline of flowers always takes me in
This is a tryst, this is discipline
The discipline of flowers always takes me in

I'm attracted by the fabric of waste
Watching ourselves as our bodies decay

Angels bleed easy, easy
Angels breathe easy, easy

This is a tryst, this is discipline
The discipline of flowers always takes me in
This is a tryst, this is discipline
The discipline of flowers always takes me in
Angels bleed easy, easy
Angels breathe easy, easy
Angels breathe easy, easy
Angels breathe easy, easy