J'aime Fazackerley - Denmark/Van Gogh & Gone lyrics

I watched the trees kiss while sharing ideas with A cloud who was pouring along sharing tendencies Amidst a Monet's world I built from the tip of my tongue That emphasised everything The tendrils of time melt with my head in denmark And I'm thankful everyday I left my home, my head My world could never descend Not at all I want you to see in my window And lose all your bones And all your skin Feel like you can float