Propeller seeds,
Corridors seen.
Talk on, walk out.
It took me a minute;
my mind was on other things.
How ????
I must be coming down with,
something to be thinking
This...
What's happening here?
I'm growing roots through my toes,
And leaves from my fingertips,
Oh,
Unfold...
Where does this story go?
Cue food.
Drink up.
Continue.
We float and tend
and shaking hands
immune to the hubbub of others
We're deep in discussion,
The parties on mute.
Our bubble's got it covered
You want me,
Well you've got me
it doesn't have to be today
I can't believe I said that out loud...
What's happening here?
I'm growing roots through my toes,
And leaves from my fingertips,
Im falling,
Where does this story know?
Wedding rings and children.
Are all the good ones taken?
Rickshaw
Disco
Goodnight kiss, oh
Cold shower
Come here for sweet dreams,
oh, filled
Where does this story go?
(whoa whoa)
What does this story know?
(whoa whoa)
What does this story hold,
for us?