In the morning you built her body like a shell in the sea with deadly sharks in the morning her many faces her electrical fire eyes were made If you’d please play with princes with me in the city park in the city is it easy in your city heart
I made a knot behind her head into her shiny silent hair if she were a siren I’d be dead lying in arms of gold and red And the drums are a living being called to cause the mind to swell and grow and if everyone’s in love with you can my love be something you don’t know