Within this song you find a shovel Let it dig it and leave you all unsettled It’s a terrible wonderful feeling I’m living, breathing
You know you (miss a dresket?) Heaven sent (spent?) it And so it came to me By a way of a melody In a dream I’m dropping matches … batter my lashes You’ve got that thing I need I’ll (put?) in a heart on your sleeve And maybe all it means I’m living, brea-ea-ea-eathing!
And when you left it I’ll bury my nose in your jacket I’m .. thing I see .. note put in a pocket In this life I can’t see plastic Where would you be if you were my glasses But I don’t need to see I can’t hold my hands and knees … hook me hop to the heart on your sleeve I’m living, breathing
If I’m gonna go down Let me go like this light I’m on a dance floor Where .. .. ..