Showbread - Your Owls Are Hooting lyrics

This letter won’t make it to you in time

Introverted by your distance from me, and by mine

But the chameleons who sift through the trees

Are garnering a bouquet in my head’s faculties

And its filled with scales and perfumes wearing thin

There is no flaw in you, there is no sun on your skin

Where have you been all of my life?

I hear a lizard tongue above my head

Will you be my wife?

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat

My possession my obsession, everything to me

The sound of your voice and all your fingertips

Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips

Waiting for my bride no longer taking it’s toll

Like a great horned owl swallowing fruit bats whole

Now that you’re here I feel a presence that I didn’t before

I feel your love I feel the warmth I’m feeling so much more

No more stiff joints, no more skin dry and rigid

You’re like a funnel in my heart

No longer artic and frigid

I’m indebted to you, you are my only one

Straight from the breath of the almighty Father, Spirit and Son

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat

My possession my obsession, everything to me

The sound of your voice and all your fingertips

Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat

My possession my obsession, everything to me

The sound of your voice and all your fingertips

Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat

My possession my obsession, everything to me

The sound of your voice and all your fingertips

Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips