translucent bubbles filled with swirling smoke
reflecting the letters in the last words we spoke
colliding above the ground fighting gravity's pressure
but soon to hit the grass and pop together

we are covered in fog, floating in with the tide
frothing the bathwater by rocking side to side
looking through the windowpanes of church's stained glass
mirrors and eyes unreadable with smudges of the past

part opaqueness, part transparency
not really either but somewhere in between
part opaqueness, part transparency
not really either but somewhere in between

let's ditch our water wings and makes ourselves at home
in the diaphanous rivers cascading down our collarbones
filter out the loneliness that's leached into your muscle
take a step back from your self-destructive hustle

'cause girl you've got a hundred thousand expressions to choose from
so tell me why the fuck are you using that one

you don't need this enigmatic role you're wallowing in
or the greasy film of sadness that clings to your skin
peel it off and you will find: it's not by sadness you're defined
and honesty results in better state of mind

translucency
not really either but somewhere in between

translucency
not really up or down but somewhere in between

translucency
translucency