Sharing smoke In the stair up off the hot car lot Sun shine hard on the video spot Hm, mm, mm, mm Sure as any living dream
It´s not all then what it seems And the whole thing´s hauled away
A womb An empty robe Enough You´re rolling up You´re holding it You´re fabric now Paramind Paramind
Hallucinating Claire Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns Threw the meaning out the door (Now could you be a friend) There ain´t no meaning anymore (Come and kiss me here again)
A womb An empty robe Enough You´re rolling up You´re holding it You´re bent prize
Canonize, canonize
Motor up and yeah, you´re own, ooh And yeah your own your own
Fold the map and mend the gap And I tow the word companion And I make my self escape Oh, the multitude of other It comes always off the page
I hold the note You wrote and know You´ve buried all your alimony butterflies