Testi:
Hersh Kristin

Chinese food and your sleeping back We're born-again losers It's funny Honey, you know, this is not so bad Hanging around, wired for sound It's funny

My love asked me, to take a walk Just to walk, a little way And as we walked along we talked Of when would be our wedding day We walked beneath the whispering

Start with your fingers They finger the change That carries me home in our evening You're bee stung there... Press your palm to your snow-coated thought

C'mon play the goddamn music I know we fell apart a while ago And, no, not everyone's all right Walking bare-assed down the hallway Is hard enough at

I Lost a boy And now I look for him Through every window And behind every door My son went down This isn't trauma It's not even drama anymore I was

The baby's so simian I guess we never evolved completely You can see it in me A naked grass widow moment Did you see his beautiful eyes In the red

By now, I should know where you're going By now I should but I don't You're better off wherever you are off to Agile or stoned By now, I should wake

That filthy stare He's on a tear Cold water coming for the warm water junkies I found a friend Lost him again Poor sucker freaked, and couldn't swim

In your most mental mental state When you leave the ground Take a look around Look at me Sunbleached, like I'm free Independent as a leech Diving A