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