Put on your feet I can see space in your bones,
Catapulting lions from Saturn,
While we were waiting on the snails
While we were waiting on the snails
Spines grew from the ceiling and the blouse escaped,
With a taste in his hand
Haven't you noticed the tidal waves/clouds of birds,
Coming from behind the cliffs stuck in the air
Livestock stampede through neighbor hoods,
Leaving trails of little kids and swing sets
Livestock stampede through neighbor hoods,
Leaving trails
Take to the vents and inhale the skin of your instrument,
And by the time the snails returned,
We fell asleep in salt cocoons
We fell asleep in salt cocoons
I can see space in your bones,
Every star, planet, and UFO
I can see space in your bones,
Every star, planet, and UFO
Oh, Oh, Oh!