Watch my head
Creases on your dress
Please run your feet
You have nowhere to sleep
Listening to the strangers
Crawling around a closet
Where you want to hide
And you'll come under your gown

I feel blessed
You'd come around

Where is the hair
That grows along each turning
Turn your head
Fly up to night
I don't want to be awake
Inside of your own rhythm

Wonder if you haven't
Until you pass and turn
Wrapped and dent
I will hold onto your hands
And know this time
Til' tree turn into waterline
And you're around
It's two lips and heart
There's a world deep inside
And it licks it's little palms together
Preaches like I return to the moon

I don't really know
I have to see who is this
What you actually come home with
On the road, you're listening to your tapes
And dreams of old will gather mold
We're long ago

My heart has a dent
Where can I find out
Over by the coldest waters
The good is what you're really looking for, oh, oh, oh, oh

I can't imagine the memories
I can't, you reach to burial