29 #Strafford APTS

Sharing smoke
 In the stair up off the hot car lot
 Sun shine hard on the video spot
 Hm, mm, mm, mm
 Sure as any living dream
 It's not all then what it seems
 And the whole thing's hauled away
 A womb
 An empty robe
 Enough
 You're rolling up
 You're holding it
 You're fabric now
 Paramind
 Paramind
 Hallucinating Claire
 Nor the snow shoe light or the autumns
 Threw the meaning out the door
 There ain't no meaning anymore
 A womb
 An empty robe
 Enough
 You're rolling up
 You're holding it
 You're bent prize
 Canonize, canonize
 Motor up and yeah, you're own, ooh
 And yeah your own your own
 Fold the map and mend the gap
 And I tow the word companion
 And I make my self escape
 Oh, the multitude of other
 It comes always off the page
 I hold the note
 You wrote and know
 You've buried all your alimony butterflies
 Sub find
 Some night
 END