one wound up punch of intuition lays flat my whole take on us. you're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer the tidal rabbit who came of age before her time.
we could have been so good-natured if i'd relented when you insisted, but we've been backed against all nature's walls far too long.
you felt abandoned by me, i recall the sunshine as you were melting and though the comedy softens the fall they still hear us with their ears to the wall.
i sold all my evil motives, no icicles stuck in my hide. i'm through with riddles, i know we're little just help me feel warm inside.
before we take this ride and let it slide into the cracks where fall and winter collide. i surrender all my gall in a song of modern love. remember you're the one who summoned me above any other kind.
we could have been so good-natured if you'd relented when i insisted, we take a week off, let the garden grow by itself and let the gluttons fill themselves with all the worst of the gory ninties. and though the comedy softens the fall, we stall fall short.
before we take this ride and let it slide into the cracks where fall and winter collide. i surrender all my gall in a song of modern love. remember you're the one who summoned me above any other kind.