Easy places to get away to
Easy limbs languid all around you
All my time is
Dirt on your hands
Fingers drifting
Down my spine now
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall,
Fall
Soundtrack to mary
Many minds wandering from room to room
Many trees slain just to write it to you
Many rays blinding,
Almost drowning,
Keep this whole shine,
Locked in my room
Throw back the noise, get another one
Pour out the rum, I?ve been drunk enough
I know the sound that you made and i
Can?t seem to unremind myself
I hope you feel better
Later on