I’ll be twisting the feathers on your lips,
Dipping them into a cotton
Spinning like falling asleep,
thirsty as a fish in the sea.
I’ll be the end of your beautiful minute,
the crack in the egg that provides relief
Spinning like falling asleep,
thirsty as a fish in the sea.
Oh, darling, seeing is not like belief,
seeing is not like belief,
seeing is not like belief.
Oh, darling, seeing is not like belief,
seeing is not like belief,
seeing is not like belief.
