Izzy Moreno

About Izzy Moreno

I found the fragrance separate from the flower
In all the logic I was lost
I found the fair light blossom to be sour
And beneath the soil the real cost
.
You came to me
Carelessly
I am iris and the lense
The bridge adjusting to the water, water, water
.
Water...
.
The level inside will rise
A fallen monument lies
.
.
A prism is only walls
My arms will not be bars
The well now is your support
In auto-suggested pathways you are caught
'
'
You came to me
Carelessly
I am iris and the lense
The bridge adjusting to the water, water, water
'
Water...
'
The level inside will rise
A fallen monument lies