clouds descending
I’m not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from across the room
just another trick
can I weather this
I’ve a fever above my waist
you got a squeeze box on your knee
I know the truth lies in between
the 1st and 40th drink

concertina
concertina
a chill that bends
this I swear
you’re the fiercest calm
I’ve been in
concertina
concertina
try infrared
this I swear
you’re the fiercest calm
I’ve been in

too far too far too far
it could all get way too cheerful

concertina
I know the truth lies in between
the 1st and 40th drink
clouds descending

the soul-quake happened here in a glass world
particle by particle she slowly changes
she likes hanging chinese paper cuts
just another fix
can I weather this
I got my fuzz all tipped to play
I got a dub on your landscape
then there’s your policy of trancing
the sauce without the blame