Scorpion

Honey, war is woven in our touch

But there’s promise in our sleep

Your warmth is strangled by the clutch

Of winter’s long release

Lola, call out to me from above

And give to me your trust

Untangle from your devil vines

(from) your want to not believe

Scorpion today awaits

To threaten and to rush

With a tail to swing at all we built

The hope for you and me

And maybe it’s just not our time

And maybe it’s to be

Or maybe it’s just what you get

For loving me