Letras
Here's a drop of water from the sunset
On a grain of gravity
Search out empty years in Milwaukee
Tilting to infinity
Coast to cobra shadow sound
Scripted living lifted
Fortifying from the bomb boats
Of the million boys who drifted
We're just about there
Beam down everywhere
We're just about there
Souls in the stale air
Love the cry love fables fans
Fantastic plasma mystic
Chills and cloudy vaulted brain so
We pour the foreign liquid
Sofa surfing my own house
In a blazing drafty cavity
I am sheshbazaar-esque in this
Plan to raise God's canopy
We're just about there
Beam down everywhere
We're just about there
Souls in the stale air