Drop into, drop into Drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo Drop into this, drop into this
Drop into this or I´ll be swinging it solo
The lines on your palm cry out to be cloaked With the steady compass of my own My constellations burn to be strung to yours Almighty dot to dot
So drop into this, so drop into this So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo So drop into this, honey help me swim right So drop into this or I´ll be swinging it solo
(x3) In this heat don’t doubt, I own the hour White ochre shower Howling as it falls to find the form Of dust once more
As time fleets don’t tire your hands in mine As time fleets don’t tire your hands in mine As time fleets don’t tire your hands in mine As time fleets don’t tire your hands in mine
So drop into this, so drop into this So drop into this or I’ll be swinging it solo So drop into this, honey help me swim right So drop into this or I´ll be swinging it solo