Another game of cards
Sticky fingers and pizza boxes
Tiny bursts of flame
Telephone in the microwave
Time keeps seeping
Through our skin and through our hair
Your translucent body feels like it's not there
We are never alone
We want to see your dark heart
Tiny kinks in time
Making trouble in your direction
Darkly coloured thoughts
Making plans for a tiny future
Pain keeps creeping
Through your skin and through your brain
Your translucent body lost in it's own way
We are never alone
Nothing like our flesh is going to beat on down
Watching as the leaves fall
Nothing like our heads is going to make us proud
Watching as the tea leaves crawl
And we don't need to be illuminated
Not like the river boats
Nothing like our flesh is going to beat us
We are never alone
We want to see your dark heart