Innocence.
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers,
Send for all your absent lovers things. Sheepish wolves.
Looking lived in eating bu*tons,
Wink, just don't put your teeth on me. Accidents.
Let the evening in the back-door,
Filled the room ceiling to the floor. Beat backbones.
Grazed the poem and made it strange,
I wasn't born to be a skeleton. [x2]
Go on,
Grab your hat and fetch a camera.
Go on, film the world before it happens. Jealous orchard.
The sky is falling off the ceiling
While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar. Reverie.
It's useless searching in the cupboards
When everything you have is on your back [x3]
Go on,
Grab your hat and fetch a camera.
Go on, film the world before it happens. [x3]
Film the world before it happens.