[Verse 1: Looms]
Stretch the palms, grabbing the sky
Direction parts but he managing fine
He means that bleak black, green pack wrapped in the white
Hang looser than the family ties
Trapped in the mind, heater off to a gloom
On a throne built from bones and the parts of his tomb
Bars commit more with the staff at the stoop
You can catch him at the marsh or the moon like Looms
Uh, you can run but you can't hide
Being low in this the awful way you're found
Running tracks ain't the same as seeing finish lines
Sitting by the riverside puffing grey clouds
In your rainbow, still with the raincoat
Pocket been carrying the kings like Parliament
Twist spliffs in the mist, grass artisans
Rip lips from the quip bark charlatans

[Interlude: Looms]
Can I tell you something
Never told anyone before?

[Verse 2: Looms]
Oh, Looms be thick as the smoke
See the sinner grew thinner and move the mirror remote
The lyrics and codes be promissory notes
Sees the seas but he ain't ever missing the boat
It's high tide in the brightside burn the neck learnt
Lessons learned in depth from the damage of days
Carry the weight, still the charity case
And he's still most languid where we happen to lay it
Supine new life, bruised from the start
But it's calm when humans in the dance or whatever
So, for now, let us dance in endeavors
You would never see the last of our efforts
So the low stay subterranean
Bright as the night, very bathed in its radiance
[?] Pen gripped to grade the lace to the cranium
Never been about raiding the salience
[Outro: Looms]
Nohidea, no idea