Indigo Dust

Bent over tripping on the tip of your rush

Like a lunatic the moon is spreading indigo dust

Every moment quickening the lick of your brush

Feel the click of gristle and the smell of your musk

As the labour make a fella mutter and such

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh

You're giving me such a staggering

Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm

Your flesh so elegantly rendered

And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom

As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of

Wonder

Bliss and agitation are equally spilt

Painting with a happy slice of catholic guilt

Mixing the stuff you make about to brim

Quietly aflutter under prickling skin

The action right in front of you is sucking you in

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh

You're giving me such a staggering

Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm

Your flesh so elegantly rendered

And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom

As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of

Wonder

Hmmm the way you make it Ahhh

You're giving me such a staggering

Feeling and the way you do your mmmmm

Your flesh so elegantly rendered

And with every stroke I'm picking up such an incredible freedom

As a consequence your thrilling me into a state of

Wonder