[i've been listening to hint of the fall since i found out just how much
velcro is the indian way
is the feeling your hair dry]

and my lady said
when you're with a maid
found your velcro shoes
it's a holiday
and run up to the village of our love
cuz happiness ain't being a swallow

[our tide/time fades on the ode
beware till she's here, smile..
you'll find reason
doubt all the seasons
i am reason... the child dies]

don't you worry, i'm your brother
page flys hurry children cuddle (?)

[look i've found a beautiful place and the harps of which have grown
the village where we hide our socks and i'll witness your hair grow]

on a summer day
there's a village way
and the leaves are golden
and the trees are colder
and crouch into a bush like a matyr
cuz happiness ain't love and its waitin'

and if it's trouble i'm your brother
words are subtle but that's just a concept(?)

[look i burned my hands
... are the hands have come to share...
streets are powered with people
while the woods are different than rain from
bats will die/fly]


i could've told you
till we landed our way out
i could've you
till we literally found a better way out

[may lay the doctor only get's what he wants, say
so give it to the preacher now...
melody was hanging from the west wing dam all around
your mother said your girl's drunk]



[swallow on your wonderwall
and we'll ride in my buggy
takes me across the indian waves and we'll swim with the great whites]


and the house felt bad
and the mother lonely
and the village cries
cuz the kid is older
but you can still think back to the wild
cuz happiness was being a child
every boy and i'm your brother
memories pushing paint a concept (?)

[marble sea,
foil eyes...
when the tide,
she's here, smile
you'll find reason/me
down/doubt all the seasons
i am the reason the child dies]


i could've told you
till we landed out
i could've told you
till we literally found a better way out

[bathe near, the doctor only preaches what he wants
say so give it to the preacher now
melody was hanging from the west wind dam all around
your mother said your girl's drunk]

don't you pray, you don't little baby (?)
right and stand and into the ground and
i won't wait for you in a murial
if you won't wait for me in a mainland

i feel so ellusive in Houston
you feel so exclusive in Houston