My intestines are warm, holding your arm

You slipped it under there, with your palm

My intestines are warm, under your arm

You slipped it under there, with your palm

And oh I will see you soon, with the moon

And the great walls of waves around us surround, stay gold

Who taught you to freeze huh?

Why aren't you as warm and fluid as I know you can be?

We're all here, hang loose

No moose is too huge

Living, leaving

I love you more

Yeah when you're in hell, keep going

I love you more

He-Hemingway with a shotgun