Words are too messy...

I ain’t afraid to let it out, I’m unafraid to take that fall

But I have found beyond all doubt we say more by saying nothing at all!

In my fantasy you look good entwined

In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine

You’re my deep secret, I’m your pantomime

I’ll just move my hands, I promise you’ll see what I mean!