Time is like a broken watch I make money like Fred Astair I see that you've come to resist me, I'm a pitbull in time Your pretense is not what restricts
Track 5 - Slow Hands Yeah but nobody searches Nobody cares somehow When the loving that you Comes raining from a hapless cloud And I might stop and look
If time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back to sea The flying, the metal, the turning above - these are just ways to be seen We
I'll lay down my glasses I'll lay down in houses If things come alive I'll subtract pain by ounces Yeah, I will start painting houses If things come alive
We ain't going to the town We're going to the city Gonna track this shit around And make this place a heart To be a part of We ain't going to the town
Touch your thighs, I'm the lonely one Remember that last sweat cause that was the right one Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun I show some love
This could be destiny Oh sweetheart I've had no sense of time Since we started I got friends in need Oh sweetheart I've grown lengths and lengths and
It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves The trouble is that you're in love with someone else It should be me. Oh, it should be me Sacred
A time to be so small We saw you from the urchin'side, From under the boat We saw you making knots We saw you get the rope The boy appearing on the deck
Yours is the only version of my desertion That I could ever subscribe to That is all that I can do You are a past sinner the last winner I'm raping all
Yeah, but nobody searches and nobody cares somehow When the loving that you've wasted comes raining from a hapless cloud Then I might stop and look upon
We saw you from the ocean's side, from under the boat We saw you making knots, we saw you get the rope The boy's appearing on the deck and making it lurch
It's way too late To be this locked inside ourselves The trouble is That you're in love with someone else It should be me Oh, it should be me Sacred
Rosemary, heaven restores you in life You're coming with me Through the aging, the fearing, the strife It's the smiling on the package It's the faces
This could be destiny Oh Sweetheart I've had no sense of time Since we started I've got friends in need Oh Sweetheart I'd go lengths and lengths And
Touch your thighs, I'm the lonely one Remember that last swipe 'cause that was the right one Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun And show some
I'm timeless like a broken watch And make money like Fred Astaire I see that you've come to resist me I'm a pit bull in time Your pretense is not what
