Porcelain
Emma Crislip
Look up darling
Look the sky has turned to gold
As you dreamt in porcelain
The sun went down
And there’s a heart on the ground
Take me to that hidden place
Promise me the glass will break
Fragility is a gift that we don’t see
Brought to life by the storms that wreck the sea
Days revolving
On a spinning stilt
That we can’t reach
And phones they ring
Bringing lovers to their knees and their questioning
Take me to that hidden place
Promise me the glass will break
Fragility is a gift that we don’t see
Brought to life by the storms that wreck the sea