June Songtext
von Jason Vitelli
June Songtext
Everything in her shines,
from her dark, haunting leer
to her proud, rousing smile.
Everything in her shines,
it makes me so blind,
shines so bright, makes me so blind.
All that I′ve ever known
steers me toward her howling moan.
Oh, her moan.
Her name was June, that's all I knew.
I danced with her poetry,
tight black curls got me in a lock.
She put her foot down,
threw my head in the closet,
and a paper trail in this heat
caused a knife in my fire.
Care just explodes and zaps away
my poor unfortunate thoughts.
And now June slides on top of me,
twisty as a turntable,
silken sheets wear her wide set hips,
pouring paths so lascivious,
oh the miles of tastiness
are a haven to a Persian heiress.
And the prize
for which so long that I′ve sought
has given rise
to the crimes that I've wrought.
Everything in her shines,
though her spirit still breathes
while I'm parked in my car.
Everything in her shines,
as I drive my way towards
the riverbank to bury her charms.
Cold stones washing over our bones.
Thought I saw headlines beaming us
toward the road.
She′s staring through the headboards
singing Billie Holiday
and I′m forever in her chords
folding body, mind into slumber.
Like the world's dimly lit lounge
we sit; her head resting upon my
shoulder.
And sweet as her scent is pure,
the guitars jangle and tambourine hits,
but I can′t exist
until I feel the moist skin upon her lips.
And the drums begin to transform our
pulsing motions into such
pushin' and pullin′.
We take the cab downtown.
We take it all the way around,
beyond the Battery over the steel rails
holding us inland,
into salty seas,
will she remember me,
when I sing my song or when I awake
from this deep sleep?
from her dark, haunting leer
to her proud, rousing smile.
Everything in her shines,
it makes me so blind,
shines so bright, makes me so blind.
All that I′ve ever known
steers me toward her howling moan.
Oh, her moan.
Her name was June, that's all I knew.
I danced with her poetry,
tight black curls got me in a lock.
She put her foot down,
threw my head in the closet,
and a paper trail in this heat
caused a knife in my fire.
Care just explodes and zaps away
my poor unfortunate thoughts.
And now June slides on top of me,
twisty as a turntable,
silken sheets wear her wide set hips,
pouring paths so lascivious,
oh the miles of tastiness
are a haven to a Persian heiress.
And the prize
for which so long that I′ve sought
has given rise
to the crimes that I've wrought.
Everything in her shines,
though her spirit still breathes
while I'm parked in my car.
Everything in her shines,
as I drive my way towards
the riverbank to bury her charms.
Cold stones washing over our bones.
Thought I saw headlines beaming us
toward the road.
She′s staring through the headboards
singing Billie Holiday
and I′m forever in her chords
folding body, mind into slumber.
Like the world's dimly lit lounge
we sit; her head resting upon my
shoulder.
And sweet as her scent is pure,
the guitars jangle and tambourine hits,
but I can′t exist
until I feel the moist skin upon her lips.
And the drums begin to transform our
pulsing motions into such
pushin' and pullin′.
We take the cab downtown.
We take it all the way around,
beyond the Battery over the steel rails
holding us inland,
into salty seas,
will she remember me,
when I sing my song or when I awake
from this deep sleep?
Writer(s): Jason Vitelli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

