Lyrics Agatha - Lemon And Soul

Tasha - Take care

We believers in softness here
Believe in imagination, the color pink
I believe in bubbles on my nose,
And warm warm water
I believe in my bed. I love my bed
But sometimes I'm afraid that if I die
Everyone will be too tired to remember my name,
So I take care of my little body
You, take care of your little body
Take care
So when all we have left is each other's song
And unknotted curls
And clammy hands
We can rejoice and dance for having loved our skin so well
For having found finally at the end a healthy way to hold
Take care
And repeat it
Ritual, until the syllables run on sentence down your spine
So that when the next deaths come, because they will
We will have vigor enough to remember their names
Speak them angel into our pillows at night
And wear them in our hair in the morning