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Iris to Iris (Building 429) · Iris to Iris (Building 429) · Iris to Iris (Building 429) · Sabrina the Teenage Witch [Original TV Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sabrina [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Best of Sabrina: Boys, Boys, Boys (Sabrina) · Sabrina the Teenage Witch [Original TV Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Um Banda Um [Iris] (Gilberto Gil) · The Very Best of Iris Williams (Iris Williams) · Iris EP (Miranda Sex Garden) – and 24 other albums »


I've got your life inside of me

Iris, Iris

The stars are bright
But do they know
The universe is beautiful but cold
You took me by the hand
I thought
Four hours in the pot, one hour out 
It grows and I sleep standing up 
When Iris sleeps over 
What a book she'll write 
Oh last night 
Oh come
Snow-on-the-mountain
Pink powderpuff
Datura
Crinum lily
St. Christopher's lily
Silver dollar eucalyptus
White african iris
Katie's charm ruellia
Variegated shell
Iris reflects, your focus on beauty. 
Instant burning of stratosphere and ground. 
Visually harsh, the spectral extremes. 
Tempt you with shade,
perverted by the sentimental
And mistaken for love
The felix of your truth will always break it

And the iris of your eye will always shake it
And the armies
for the pain that was caused by previous cats
Who had your heart before me
I'm not to blame for the pain that was caused by previous cats
You gotta
The black iris devours pictures in silence
The image of devils light my consonance
The I of consolation
The eye of consolidation

Graves are
the soil 

Lack of light the iris expands 
My eyes absorb a power coming 
From beyond my dim room 
In my den amber and damp 
As if lit up by faith
That was me, at the scout camp, in the school play
Spade and bucket by the sea, that was me

That was me, playing conkers at the bus stop
That was me
At the scout camp, in the school play
Spade and bucket, by the sea
That was me

That was me
Playing conkers at the bus stop
On a blanket,
to get get her pussy licked by another bitch
Cause I ain't drunk enough to do that shit

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Freek-a-leek
 (How you like it daddy) Shamika,
funk
Poor girl noise and choke style punk
Clapped it on and off I slunk
To the streamXsonik subway
First I need my iris scanned
As I smell
a personal question?"

[Deckard:]
"sure"

[Rachel:]
"Have you ever retired a human, by mistake?"

[Deckard:]
"No" [Rachel:]
"but in your position
Plague, famine, death by military land
The century approaches it's renewal
For forty years the Iris will not appear
For 40 years it will be seen every
The optical nerve screened off since birth,
Alone where the proximity of darkness reposed
By undiscovered mysteries, as concealed in dirt
would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it and I know this much is true
Baby you have become my addiction I'm so strung out on you
I can
to get get her pussy licked by another bitch
Cause I ain't drunk enough to do that shit

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Freek-a-leek
 (How you like it daddy) Shamika,
pestilent eye
Your stale lids, your iris punctured
By tongues licking a lie

The enterprise, wolvenlore
The cursed seed of man
Plunged through
I met him by Snake Pond, my hand on the flamer, my bomb
I park, Rae, Ghost, then lit up the bong
It's nightfall, nothing here, nothing to fear
white
Sitting by his door in the midnight
Tin-foil on his windows 'cause he can't take light
And it wasn't the beautiful wisdom of light
But a white
The woman named Iris gave birth to the goddess 
In her son who can't say his name 
Because of all the pain 
I miss you, but I'm glad you're gone
so ready to get run up by incredible sex
I just wanna set up and get ate up caress your straight edible breasts
Do you hear me Loretta, sorry bout
grey below me slowly shuts like an iris

Activity - and all turns black once again
Lunacy - my weakness force me to follow
Encountering a depth
There?s a place in Ireland I Know well
Were I spend so many happy times
Were I ?d sit for hours by the lake side 
With my dads old fishing rod
sentence
Send a message up by horse 
Back to the castle, through the forests
Over the hill with no hassle
Scrolls scripted in gold
Ancient enlightenment