I'll be the grapes fermented

Bottled and served with the table set


In my finest suit, like a perfect gentleman



I'll be the fire escape

That's bolted to the ancient brick

Where you will sit and contemplate your day



I'll be the waterwings

That save you if you start drowning

In an open tab when your judgement's on the brink



I'll be the phonograph

That plays your favorite albums back

As you're lying there, drifting off to sleep



I'll be the platform shoes

And undo what heredity's done to you

You won't have to strain to look into my eyes



I'll be your winter coat

Buttoned and zipped straight to the throat

With the collar up so you won't catch cold



I want to take you far

From the cynics in this town

And kiss you on the mouth

We'll cut our bodies free

From the tethers of this scene

Start a brand new colony

Where everything will change

We'll give ourselves new names

(Identities erased)

The sun will heat the ground

Under our bare feet

In this brand new colony



Everything will change, oh, oh

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