@migu music@

Matt Pond PA - Running Wild

in bare feet, in back yards

in brown grass and blood

a piece of the high life

digs into my heel

give back to the soil to see

what can come up from the spring

the red of the last light

goes down with your words

from brooklyn to hawthorn

the planes fill the sky

you tell me about death

i tell you, the cardinal, crepe myrtle and the call

with your chest, you believe

we're not fast enough to sleep

through the night, a million miles

we're both smashing windows running wild

the power line branches

make shadows of trees

i'm still in the wet warmth

where muscles are faithful

i tell you about death

you tell me, the cardinal, crepe myrtle and the call

and break all the dishes

and tear down the curtains

and throw over tables

and rip all our clothes off

in love so completely