If we never get to kiss

A kiss is a key, foot mat and a home
A wind that sings no melody, just pulse
To think of lips that swallows you like foam
A kiss is a key, foot mat and a home
Close your eyes and you are away in Rome
Holding birds, butterflies and painted skulls
A kiss is a key, foot mat and a home
A wind that sings no melody, just pulse

Do not hesitate to sing a loss song
And dance to a dirge for the wounded heart
Memorize the rhythm of the tongues gong
Do not hesitate to sing a loss song
Tell saliva it cannot tag along
And tell all the fantasies to depart
Do not hesitate to sing a loss song
And dance to a dirge for the wounded heart.

LARDO