| Oh my colossus, I’m blind
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| But I can see this room so well
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| From our youth our fossils I find
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| Buried in lobbies of macabre hotels
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| Press your own foot on my own thigh
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| I fall in love with everyone I’m told
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| But when everyone I know is always on my mind
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| I find it’s too much to behold
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| In a dream of lightness I’m blurring
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| Your heavy spirit into my spine
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| Is it a nightmare of merging
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| When all of you is me and all of me entwined
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| I don’t know if it’s wrong or better
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| When what’s entwined will unwind and be gone
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| I could say goodbye to the Earth in a letter
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| But I’m still obsessed with bees and swans
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| Time it is strange and I would
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| Never find it I would
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| Never wanted it babe
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| Your timing is strange and I would
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| Never find it I would
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| Only edit this stage, ooh oh
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| Your timing is strange and I would
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| Never find it I would
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| Never wanted it babe, oh no
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| Your timing is strange and I would
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| Never find it I would
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| Only edit this stage
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| I carried on in another way
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| Everyone goes
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| I made a noise joyfully anyway
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| Everything knows
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| How could I not die every time
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| I think about the gift that the ancients gave?
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| Wild mare, curled hair, unfurled
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| The time that I’m alive, delighted in the world
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| Birthstone, first home, nude skin
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| An ancient gift to me, the body that I’m in
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| Dog bite, searchlight, some day
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| The mother of the earth tearing me away
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| Black cloth, cast off, all worth
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| The ancient gift to me back into the earth now |