Avalanche

A song that explores themes of connection, desire, and transcendence. The language is poetic and evocative, with a focus on imagery and metaphor. The structure is repetitive, with a focus on the chorus and its variations. Avalanche: Verse One: I can get lost in your life trap for hours. Read poems by your penmanship all day and night. Day-dream of superstar galactic signature powers. You make me want to board your rocket ship. Join your Samba trance; hypnotic drip. Time goes by so fast with you; I interrupt the Mayan Calendar for this fix. I can't get enough of you. Chorus: I'm caught up in your matrix. No need to translate; My hieroglyphics. This language I speak ain't Greek. I need your mystique. Always have. Always will. From the stone age, today, and to infinity. Baby, I don't want to come back down From the stars Off your altitudes high. If you are at Mount Everest (Chomolungma) I'm the Sherpa Let me climb to your snow peak rise. Verse Two: Elevation reached, Stratospheric flowers Levitate, pass gravity; Touch raised heights. Do you hear that sound? The sound of doubts are now falling towers? Blaze climaxes love tweets from satin sheets. Sweat beads in the middle of a winter storm; takes precedent. Hit an iceberg, break through barriers once unknown. Chorus: I'm caught up in your matrix. No need to translate; My hieroglyphics. This language I speak ain't Greek. I need your mystique. Always have. Always will. From the stone age, today, and to infinity. Baby, I don't want to come back down From the stars Off your altitudes high. If you are at Mount Everest (Chomolungma) I'm the Sherpa Let me climb to your snow peak rise. Bridge: Let the snow roll from your cliff I'll ski back up the slope; Deluxe package please for all your condiments Hanger within reach Naked you expose me Indecent proposal Heart stolen Shadows frozen Warm Frosty. Write. Where. You are scribing. Let Your Ink Sank Sit And Stain In Right Here crimson these White pages. Direction From all angles Permissions Granted Full invasion Entangle Me I won't fight the avalanche That comes from this glide. Tap dance on your elements. As this ice dethaws. You decode me. No fear of frostbite. Chorus: I'm caught up in your matrix. No need to translate; My hieroglyphics. This language I speak ain't Greek. I need your mystique. Always have. Always will. From the stone age, today, and to infinity. Baby, I don't want to come back down From the stars Off your altitudes high. If you are Mount Everest (Chomolungma) I'm the Sherpa Let me climb to your snow peak rise. I won't fight the avalanche That comes from this glide. Tap dance on your elements. As this ice dethaws. You decode me. No fear of frostbite. I won't fight the avalanche.