Lava Dreams

What’s that?
I said that you could take care of me
Well that’s ok, I never believed that I could really win
I just always needed company
Lava dreams, I’m back in the early nineties
She’s only twelve and she found the fire
Pulls her top up for the boys to see
His turn…
Check out my hands they’re made for digging but they can open doors
And though my calves look like a man’s
They could carry a child
All the way to greater company
Lava dreams, tip-toeing across the islands
The womb and the kitchen glow
Smoking fags at the end of school
Pluck your brows or you won’t be loved
But mum said don’t throw your life away for a man
Or he won’t ever stop falling over you