Vena Cava by Lady Lamb the Beekeeper from album After
Duration : 3 minutes & 52 seconds.
Listener : 2967 peoples.
Played : 10810 times and counting.
The vena cava
The most superior, the queen
Bringing blood into the chamber
Always into the chamber
And in you it moves the same
Even if you cannot feel how it moves
It does move there in you
I'm awake but I cannot be found
Daydreaming so far down
And in your arms I sleep so deeply
But I can feel how you will leave me
Even as you are still sitting here
Even as your mug of coffee steams
I can feel how the seams of your ribs
Will separate from the seams of my ribs
I know already how much TV will fail to comfort me in your absense
It's as though the nothing never was
If everything will do just what it does
Like a bullet in the barrel of a gun
I'm hiding here inside for someone
Someone
In your eye-streaks of canary yellow
In that twin bed I lay straight and narrow
In your room on Long Island
I tried to keep myself from sighing
While the lilt of your language it made me think
That I was sinking with the wreckage of that old ship
Even though our love has long been dead
Its ghost will follow to the foot of my death bed
I ain't no brother, I ain't no son
There ain't no aubergine in my blood
I ain't no warrior or king
But how I am one when I sing
When I sing, sing, sing
While the vena cava
The most superior, the queen
Is bringing blood into the chamber
Always into your chamber
