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Clouds descending
I'm not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from across the room
Just another trick
Can I weather this?
I've got a fever above my waist
You got a squeeze-box on your knee
I know the truth is in between
The 1st and the 40th drink
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that burns
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try Infrared
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
The Soul-quake happened here in a glass world
Particle by particle she slowly changes
She likes hanging Chinese paper cuts
Just another fix
Can I weather this?
I got my fuzz all tipped to play
I got a dub on your landscape
Then there's your policy of trancing
The sauce without the blame
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that burns
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try Infrared
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
Too far, too far, too far
It could all get way too cheerful
I've got a fever above my waist
You got a squeeze-box on your knee
I know the truth is in between
The 1st and the 40th drink
Concertina, Concertina
A chill that burns
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
Concertina, Concertina
Try Infrared
This I swear, you're the fiercest calm I've been in
Clouds descending...