Muscle Memory - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

When you've worn a blindfold for a day or two

Through eyelids, you can start to pick up color and see shape

When you can hear the sizzling electricity inside you

When the air is still and dark, your own liminal watermark

There's a map of the world drawn on your body

And when you're gone, I am the river

When you're gone, I carve the canyon

And the path from the world is so familiar

That without sight, I know exactly where I'm standing

And I'm not pretending

You are here again today

It's muscle memory

How our fingers find their way

It's muscle memory

Unplanned the borders that we chart

It's muscle memory

All our defense and disarray

And if there's more than one way to appear to you

Then I will spend forever just returning to be seen

For there beyond the blindness and the headless and the hunger

I'm reflecting on your skin every impulse you take in

You're the map from the knower to the unknown

And I follow without footsteps, yes I kill without connecting

And the path is the palmistry and the ash and the autumn leaves

And the blooming of your voice in resurrection

And I'm not pretending

You are here again today

It's muscle memory

How our fingers find their way

It's muscle memory

Unplanned the borders that we chart

It's muscle memory

All our defense and disarray

And I'm not pretending

You are here again today

It's muscle memory

How our fingers find their way

It's muscle memory

Unplanned the borders that we chart

It's muscle memory

All our defense and disarray