Islands In The Olentangy by *spandrel published on 2024-04-10T03:02:47Z I take a long walk most Sundays Sometimes you join me along the way And we get lost together We get lost together We found an island and made it ours Shared with the deer and the yellow stars Took over the abandoned campsite And set it right, we set it right We added our signatures to the swing Our secret feline names that bring Eternal fire to the pit Eternal fire always lit A harbinger of spring That took the tree of life as tinder I’ve been under water for a year In these depths nothing is more clear So much to discover When we get lost together So many deaths experienced Under the canopy The future memories In writing that we receive A bedposted sycamore Makes our lovenest a home Where our passion selects Symbols for a brand new text We accept the bounty from our floodland From the butterfly that you reassembled To the shale flakes made for skipping And celebrated with poetry picnics Like sunken bridges over streams More animals enter out of our dreams From bounding does and bucks To circling drakes and ducks They watch us watching them In the glassy river’s reflection What a thrill to grow gills What a thrill, what a thrill I want to live and die here with you Forage the fullness of vegetation with you And only you The sun’s rays will always find us Twin flames living as heliotropes As heliotropes I’ve been under water for a year In these depths nothing is more clear So much to discover When we get lost together So many deaths experienced Under the canopy The future memories In writing that we receive A bedposted sycamore Makes our lovenest a home Where our passion selects symbols for a brand new text We will write a brand new text Every single year Where we will expand our definition Of the heartswell Every year we expand The heartswell Music by the Trash Pile. Arranged and mixed by *spandrel. Lyrics and vocals by *spandrel. Genre Synth Pop