Xandra

Race through a field of corn, my lover asks, dance you were never born, an altar to pray upon, how can you live like that, heart beats without sound, I want to call form, roar like a big cat, am not a fool forlorn, flee a love that's sad, no kids on the latch, my loving isn't bad, spirits perform ancient charms, forget our little chats, gallop to a perfect sun, run before a following storm, its not an easy task, to ride freight trains home, adjust my Ray Bans.