To bear it down to be in flight
To bear it down to be in flight
It wasn´t about me it was only a stone in my shoe
Then worries came to perch on us
Impatience and a painted bust

I kept you close to me close to my ear

We set out once with folded shirts
With hairy chest and well rehearsed
I want it all
I want it all for myself
I´ll set it right between your eyes
Your shoulder blades, your running knife
I want it all
I want it all for myself

Improving all the time, I am
Improving as I kiss the hem
I promise I won´t be a trouble at all
For I´m okay, I´m in the red
Impressions of the unmade bed
You cradled close to me, close to my ear

We set out once forget our shirts
With hairy chests and well rehearsed
I want it all
I want it all for myself
Out in the earth I smell of you
Of bathing boy, amazing you
I want it all
I want it all for myself