Texty: Emily Wells. Fountain Of Youth.

Racked my brain, boy was it loud
the clouds spoke to me, and we all grew down
our roots took hold of the cracks in the ground
and the sidewalks, rose up to greet me

Hello, Hello? Pleased to meet you

Had I been awake, all of that time
Big red line across your soul
blood running out like a funeral
I've seen the look of your eyes,
How can I soothe?
blood running out
like a fountain of youth

Living alone, the tenements are full
of people in their bedclothes under disappointment's rule
talking to their TVs, yeah, the pictures they talk a back
Lost somewhere in make believe with the world upon their backs

Hello, Hello? Pleased to meet you

I'm a sailor on your open book
though you write it down in code
You're a language I hope someday to know?

Had I been awake, all of that time
Big red line across your soul
blood running out like a funeral
I've seen the look of your eyes,
How can I soothe?
blood running out
like a fountain of youth

(Thanks to Emily for these lyrics)