Red - 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 un-done

Lay low

You’re staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colours 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 un-done

Lay low

You’re staining my whole tongue red

Dying all my colours 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.»