Из альбома: Easter
Stop this sitting on an overdressed feelingOn a morning come down it
Seems so unfitting Be caught in a waste lite only by me in this into
The sea An early malnourished False in misplacement of dry eyes show
To much of me Coming or am I going? The city lights too bright to
Save me or be seen Hum me along Take me these where it seems fit At
Least you're in then out You come around and I use my mouth It's a
Slow build and you've built it well The eyes shot a perfect pitch
It's all in the distance All in the time and time moves slow It's
Not in the moment because moments they lapse But this will stay here
With me Dropped, picked it up, and put it back down You've seen the
Low times You're the fine line You're the sky, ground, wind, pillow
And sheet Mouth speech clicking clocks In a moment of absence alone
On a mattress in an old roomDespite any distance, moment or instance
You know you're here with me