Bear paws and rascal power watching us in your garage Big girl, you ate the neighbor, the nova is over Wake up and play, [Incomprehensible] Make room for Clara's bare feet, the love of a Martian Tick-tock and waiting for the meteor This clock is opening another door Lots of love, just keep it comin', making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I) I don't know how to say, losin' what I love today (These are the best that I) Lots of love just keep it comin', making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I) I don't know what to say, lookin' what I lost today (And these are the things that I) Blood flowers in the kitchen, signing off and winding down This Martian ends her mission, the nova is over She caught the ball by the mission bell Chase lizards, bark at donkeys, the love of a Martian Let's bow our head and let the trumpets blow Our girl is gone, God, bless her little soul Lots of love, just keep it comin', making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I) I don't know how to say, losin' what I love today (These are the best that I) Lots of love just keep it comin', making something out of nothin' (These are the best that I) I don't know what to say, lookin' what I lost today (And these are the things that I) She's got a sword, in case though this is not her, Lord In case, the one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace Disappeared, no trace, musky tears, suitcase The down turn, brave little burn cub, bear careless Turnip snare rampages pitch color pages Down and out, but not in Vegas, disembarks and disengages No loft, sweet pink canary cages plummet, pop dew skin fortitude For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to the dangling trinkets That mimic the dirt, cough, go, drink, it's, it's for you Blue battered naval town, slip kisses delivered by duck muscles And bottle nosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show It's a beehive barrel race, a she hive stare and chase wasted feature Who tried and failed to reach her, embossed beneath a box In the closet that's lost The kind you find when you mind your own business Shiv sister to the quickness Before it blisters into the new morning, milk blanket Your ilk is funny to the turnstile, touch bunny Whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay Get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights Fallen freckles away © MOEBETOBLAME MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com