?s only one way And when a genocidal maniac talks about grief And you kinda get the feeling that there?s nothing underneath But you can?t believe a man would lie through
Hey Daisy darling Don?t spread your arms so wide Why don?t you keep a little something inside? I know you think that hands are made for pulling us through
Old as I am, older than The threads of understanding, which we weave between us Old as you are, older by far Than the contours of the love that we leave
Holy Moses Asleep in his basket Encountered a question But he couldn?t ask it Nor could he answer In baby sighs and baby cries At least he heard no
Caught between the air and the windless deep (exit bass) You float like a lily flower. And you look just like you fell to earth to sleep And you?re waiting