[Verse 1: Megan James]
Take all the little things away
Seek all the dimensions that stray
From my eyes, dig holes in me with wooden carved trowels
Hold still in me the hops that left its guard down

[Chorus 1: Young Magic]
Waking up is easy but you're breaking my whole thesis
I'm gon' feel it but you're flowing with the shaman, and another thing
I'm in love with truth and sick and tired of this youth
And thinking that you're falling but you're stalling when you're holding me

[Verse 2: Megan James]
I'll grow bitters on the borders of your whistling skin
I'll sew pockets of the locks that fall from your bristling chin
Keep all my secrets in the trinkets dangling from the walls
Take what you are, make it, make it sacramental

[Chorus 2: Young Magic]
I'm in love with truth and sick and tired of this youth
I want it to be easy, but I'm queasy at the thought of it
I don't need no proof, no lucky charm, no wisdom tooth
To know it in the same way of that feeling when you're loving me

[Bridge: Megan James]
Brew you a warm drink out of my tattered hulls
Build you thick paper out of my clumsy skull
Silent, discreet, make your bouldering shoulders glow
My grand loves, I'll not finish what I done started
[Outro]
[Megan James and Young Magic]
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb as that
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb as that
(My sacred pining whims, my sacred vining whims)
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
(My sacred pining whims, my sacred vining whims)
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb as that
(My sacred pining whims, my sacred vining whims)
I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
(My sacred pining whims, my sacred vining whims)

[Megan James]
I'll stake rare toothpicks in my dirt-filled heart
Meander the sacred lot of you in every season

[Young Magic]
See that visual, you are invincible
You hold it for your halo song