In the Gold Room

It's just conversation
When we speak in a world of names
Keep to the diamond line
There's beauty in not happening
Blowing on stone hands
Under the arcades
The luckiest choice was surrendering
Coincidence of place

So leave it unspoken
As an angel
Would be meeting each of our own shapes
In the gold room if everybody gets what they want

Our bodies have passed the time
No need to imagine hell
For lust does not satisfy
My piledriver heart unfilled
Our knowledge of unity
Shared through a half-subtle smirk
We're nuclear as a family
With outstretching arms, I learn

To leave it unspoken
As an angel
Would be meeting each of our own shapes
In the gold room if everybody gets what they want

So leave it unspoken
As an angel
Would be meeting each of our own shapes
In the gold room if everybody gets what they want