Skin Lyrics

Skin is your tie to me—a sweet little go between

Connecting the things I keep to the hidden in you

Darker or lighter we all crave that simple heat

The love and the mystery of the one from the two

Why’s it so hard to see our skin makes family

And that’s a good thing baby

We’re meant to make our love grow

Skin is a ghost machine—a loved and a hated thing

But worn by the poor and king who draw lines with their clothes

But your skin can preach to me—your skin calls mine to sing

A song not for whispering—I would hear every note

Why’s it so hard to see each shade of majesty

You’re looking good my brother

We’re meant to make this love grow

Why’s it so hard to see all that you mean to me

For who you are my sister

We’re meant to make this love grow

Skin is your tie to me—a curse from Adam and Eve

But far from the garden we still find blood at the root