Из альбома: Mug Museum

I will not sing your name
And tie my heart to Jupiter
And watermelon dreams
I felt the fear of change
I washed the metal down
I toiled for hours
Never leave the house
Cuckoo through the walls
Lay still on the ground
Exhale the sound of symphonies
She did not use the door
She did not leave the table
She spread out like a fan
And then burst into tears
And I watched the dinner drown
I drank for hours
Never leave the house
Cuckoo through the walls
Lay still on the ground
Exhale the sound of symphonies
At the drop of a hat
I am scaling a hill
Stow your thoughts in a world
Where your heart can stand still
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