I buckled and rosed as God and the rest
How mere riches be, a war all may lose
Close into symbols, a fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my milk and wrap to her baby
In day and night to come

I buckled and rosed as God and the rest
How mere riches be, a war all we lose
Close into symbols, a fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my milk and wrap to her baby

In day and night to come
Their little hands smooth all things
Ad nauseum

(Pulled) cinched by the pull around of my blazening eyes
(Rounder) on the youthful science of cherry-coloured limelight
(Rounder) not the music as plain as it can be, as so
(Rounder) all of the time i improvise by making sure it's to
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder) wait for you
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder)

(Oh, pulled) cinched by the pull around of my blazening eyes
(Rounder) on the youthful science of cherry-coloured limelight
(Rounder) not the music as plain as it can be, as so
(Rounder) all of the time I improvise by making sure it's to
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder) wait for you
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder)

(Oh, pulled)
(Rounder)
(Rounder)
(Rounder)

Their fan I tickle, from serpents to dragons
I'd immerse you in flame, your milk and your passion
Lead weight for his things over, the young, I was eagerest
I'm losing the stairs I enlisted to find you
I buckled and rosed as God and the rest
How mere riches be, a war all may lose
Close into symbols, a fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my milk and wrap to her baby

In day and night to come
Their little hands smooth all things
Ad nauseum
Things over the young
I was eagerest on using
The stairs i've enlisted to find you

(Pulled) cinched by the pull around of my blazening eyes
(Rounder) on the youthful science of cherry-coloured limelight
(Rounder) not the music as plain as it can be, as so
(Rounder) all of the time I improvise by making sure it's to
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder) wait for you
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder)

(Oh, pulled) cinched by the pull around of my blazening eyes
(Rounder) on the youthful science of cherry-coloured limelight
(Rounder) not the music as plain as it can be, as so
(Rounder) all of the time I improvise by making sure it's to
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder) wait for you
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder)

(Oh, pulled) cinched by the pull around of my blazening eyes
(Rounder) on the youthful science of cherry-coloured limelight
(Rounder) not the music as plain as it can be, as so
(Rounder) all of the time I improvise by making sure it's to
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder) wait for you
(Pulled rounder, pulled rounder)