Red - Phoria

Written by：Phoria

If you hadn't asked

Leave my answer the same

Leo's mine

If you hadn't asked her

Staining my whole tongue red

It's you I ask now

Stirring my indulgent sentiment

Don't don't fall

You so might as well

Be undone

Lay low

You're staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colors red

How'd you get this out she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil

Beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me too

I believe

He'll hold up a flower and say look how beautiful it is

Take this all apart and it becomes a dull

The inner structure also the processes

The fact that

If you hadn't asked

Made the stuff

Made it so fine

Leo's mine

If you hadn't asked her

Staining my whole tongue red

It's you I ask now

Stirring my indulgent sentiment

Don't don't stare

You so might as well

Be undone

Lay low

You're staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colors red

How'd you get this out she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil

Dying all my colors red

How'd you get this out she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil

Dying all my colors red

How'd you get this out she said you won't

Fallen far a clear mile

Bound for all the sun to spoil

The beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me too

I might not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is

But I can appreciate the beauty of a flower

At the same time I see much more about the flower that he sees

I could imagine the cells in there the complicated actions inside

Which also have a beauty

I mean it's not just beauty at this dimension of one centimeter

There is also beauty at a smaller dimension