To be the motion actor,
Two broken strings, attracted,
To groom my face in life and doomHesitate to throw a coin in,
A wish could be a bad thing,
My mouth is just a mush of droolStanding on the bridge I
Wink at you from up high
A talking fish comes as she movesI want to be like water
And never need a doctor
And carve the earth without my toolsdo it all
All the things that I relate to well,
Like authors and painters
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while I sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and dieThe color after sunset
You'd do anything to jinx it,
It'll crush your sculpture just like a willow,
He doesn't need a house
His shoes will walk for miles
There's a gypsies face make on my pill.I want to be like water and slip into your throat
And make you feel alive and goodI want to be like water and never have a doubt and
reflect what is around my poolDo it all
All the things that I relate to them
Like authors and painters,
Transparent paper wings
That float above me while i sleep
To make the room more natural
So we could die in it and die in it and die.And all the dreams that I awake to read like ghostly paintings
And all the things I hate, I wish I didn't have to hate
To find a room that's natural
To live and die in it, live and die, live and die.I don't think you know just what you're doing
You pretend to know exactly all the things you keep on moving
Said I don't think I know exactly what I'm doing
But I tend to know exactly all the things you keep on movingWhen you wake up from your snoozin'
I'll tell you how to do it my way
I'll tell you what I'm doin'
There's a knife up in the drawerAnybody try to stop it
And I'll find out where you're stompin'
And it's all about the days you spend
Without me at our home.
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