I'm talking to angel, you've got Something in your pocket A small knife, and some lint Swam out far enough to watch you grow There is always a reason, you're Gonna find it, you're gonna feel something And I don't have to be Your love This time, you're moving through it, you've found a way out And you're gonna keep it close This time you're clean, between and you'll be Sparkling even through the chaos Float into the room, mean it, I mean it I think you're onto something A chariot, a cherry, sweet, round, and heavy Nailed in whole wood, rounded belly Water, water, dripping, swollen, love it always Light it, light it, love it always A chariot, a cherry, sweet, round, and heavy Nailed in whole wood, whole wood, rounded belly Water, water, dripping, swollen, love it always Light it, light it, water always
