Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Cover Up
And little bird, stand in the cover of my eyesIt would seem not so natalSome sacred word, some stupid kickSo you've got me where you wantInto the breedInto the spending of my mindYou've warned me insteadNow you got awayYou got awayTimeCome and live through generalic ordinary thingsNo god would live in a homeDon't follow meJust end the presumption and we are goneCan he be leaning awayJust to give me a sense?Of what I'd be missing from youYou got a wayYou got a wayTimeYou got a wayTimeHow could I guess?
From Letras Mania