Maria's Beautiful Mess

She fell to the mattress
With the grace of an actress
Falling like a thief from a roof.
She’s asking for proof—“Are you staying?”
Outside you hear mission bells.
Welcome to Maria’s beautiful mess,
In a cluttered apartment on the West Side.
She pulls the blinds while,
You watch how her dress falls round her.
And the world slows, a clock shows
A wrinkle in the flow of time
And she steps close, her eyes glow,
Lips pop open like a bottle of wine
And she'll love like it’s thirst
Like she’s never been hurt,
She's dancing just like nobody’s watching.
Is this love? Is this cursed?
It feels like the first time falling
Nobody’s watching, Nobody’s watching,
Nobody’s watching, watching
She puts on some music,
She asks you to choose it
You sang her back a Gershwin line.
Now Ella is singing holy, soulfully,
Bringing up better times
And beneath the tunes,
She’s smiling on an unmade bed
She says—“What’s in the middle that scares you?
Does it dare you
To take a moment and just slow down?”
And the world slows, a clock shows
A wrinkle in the flow of time
And she steps close, her eyes glow,
Lips pop open like a bottle of wine
And she'll love like it’s thirst
Like she’s never been hurt,
She's dancing just like nobody’s watching.
Is this love? Is this cursed?
It feels like the first time falling
Nobody’s watching.
Pull the curtains all down
Let the stars fall around you,
She’s smiling like the Mona Lisa.
You could conquer this town.
If your feet touched the ground,
But you’re falling boy
I know, I see you
I see you, I see, I see,
I see you