Testo Angel Song

A food you've never tried
A word you can't pronounce
Made of characters that don't exist inside your mouth
A rock and a hard place
Are no match for me now
You move me through matter in ways that Earth just won't allow

Sweet seraphim I'm knocking at your door
Please let me in
It's me you're looking for

Go slow
Go slow
Go slowly
Like hot sun on the floor
I'm in your memory
Please let me make one more

Back in heaven
You had no name
They never try to sell you anything
Shaped like a liquid Or a dream
You taste like circles
Sound like purple
Smell like rain

But we can return
If we try
Chase my pebble to the bottom of your mind

Sweet seraphim
Sweet seraphim
I'm knocking at your door
Please let me in
It's me you're looking for

Go slow
Go slow
Go slowly
Like hot sun on the floor
I'm in your memory
Please let me make one more