The Glow, Pt. 2
The Microphones
I took my shirt off in the yard
No one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden
Now it's not
My shirt's back on
I forgot my songs
The glow is gone
My gliding body stopped
I could not get through September without a battle
I faced death
I went in with my arms swinging
But I heard my own breath
I had to face that I'm still living
I'm still flesh
I hold on to life with feelings
I'm not dead
There's no end
My face is red
My blood flows harshly
My heart beats loudly
My chest still draws breath
I hold it
I'm boiling
Ooh oh oh
There's no end