Crawling through the needle,
smirks of other people
Down and out and up and down the crowd
Merging with attachments,
defections and arrangements I'll never make it out
Bitten on the bird,
backed by clouds Bitten on the bird,
backed by clouds
We float through the spaces,
screwing over whatever erases
Bemuthing in the sweat of soft call Rewashing the dishes,
streetlights sparking wishes
Colliding with my love like she's a wall Bitten on the bird,
backed by clouds
Bitten on the bird, backed by clouds
I could make pronouncements,
until my heart goes AWOL
Until my frantic swinging crashes planes
But I don't know the reasons, obliterate these
atoms Formless, unexpected in the rain
Ridden on a notebook,
backed by clouds Always in a hurry,
I'm a write-down cow
Ridden on a notebook,
zig-zag sound Golf's bad,
but we're better league sound
Ridden on a notebook,
backed by clouds