We are knitted like the wool
of the sweater on your chest
Yeah, my body is a pillow
where your eyes come to rest
In these times of temporary rhymes,
We are stitched like the skin
across the bones of my thighs
that you use to dry your eyes
There's such precious little time
It's a moment, just a whisper
We are locked as the land we abound
in ways that we don't understand
I don't want to be discreet
I just want to drink this lifetime neat
everybody loves the sound
It's a shiver, it's a moment,
just a whisper, and it's gone.
And there'll be hard lines coming up fast,
and those bad times will get
But before the light tatters
There will always be saboteurs
Plastic Venus in fake furs
We're just blood in the bigger picture
It's a second, just a grace note
It's a shiver, it's a moment
Just a whisper, and it's gone, and it's gone,
and it's gone, and it's gone, and it's gone