How's it going to turn out this time?
This is going to be the song about life, death and all that is great.
This is going to be the song about life, death and all that is great.
But the song was made at night, and the thoughts didn't last
Because at night you're supposed to sleep, and the mind is supposed to be free
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm
I'm going to lie down against your arm
I'm going to sing about the mistakes in the world, about war and misery
About how we should continue to embrace injustice
I'm going to sing about how we should wake up, in a simple harmony
But in time, with the hours towards the morning, the song loses its ideology
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm
I'm going to lie down against your arm
I'm going to listen to the rhythm of calm heartbeats
I'm going to lie down against your arm
When the song is stuck, you have to focus on a simple melody
Then a sentence with meaning comes out between the notes
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm
I'm going to lie down against your arm
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm
And right now, life is going to lie down against your arm
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm
I'm so glad that you're here, and that your mouth is warm