Youve only a moment to set your head straight 'Cause when I was young I would always roller skate Id eat for you doll but Im still too skinny 'Cause you like the ones with the beards and bellies And this is the necklace of our difference Me and this world will never be best friends
But give me salt, give me salt
If you want a story then go someplace else Virginia Woolf or Mathieu Kassovitz Write in the dirt cause I think theyre squinting I could have sworn that your heart stopped breathing These are the untold sacred moments Still I consider my compass useless
But give me salt, give me salt And thats all right with me
Im coming to terms with the great unknown, Still that is a flower and I know its growing I saw the sweat on your collarbone And here it comes, said a voice in the background