To bear it down to be in flight, to bear it down to be in flight It wasn't about me it was only a stone in my shoe Then worries came to perch on us Impatience and a painted bust I kept you close to me close to my ear
We set out once with folded shirts, with hairy chest and well rehearsed I want it all, I want it all for myself I'll set it right between your eyes Your shoulder blades, your running knife I want it all, I want it all for myself
Improving all the time, I am Improving as I kiss the hem I promise I won't be a trouble at all For I'm okay, I'm in the red Impressions of the unmade bed You cradled close to me, close to my ear
We set out once forget our shirts with hairy chests and well rehearsed I want it all I want it all for myself Out in the earth I smell of you Of bathing boy, amazing you I want it all, I want it all for myself