Lyrics her little cosmos - The Low Anthem

her little cosmos

Pink’s for the girls
Blue’s for the boys
On two feet of string
And a of Elmer’s glue
She sits them orbiting
We made our way home
Through the wax and snow
Of arcadian car wash (0hhohoo)
Hands and sponges swished
Our tongues with twist
The wealth wilderness
Lovers do room out there
See the stop shops
Down The dollar binned records (papapap pipipip)
In a place we serve justice
In a coward door
With her inconsolate black eyes
All the darkened symptoms
The Spiral of style
In the dress in
She catches her old eye
Her little cosmos
Her little cosmos