Texty: Sin Fang Bous. Carry Me Up To Smell Pine.

(We put pants in your legs) (But may you walk?)

For once I could have shared my own skin
And make it hard enough to believe
And you would, make it hard, to shake off your socks so

Kiss you only when you're sleeping
Carry me up to smell pine

Would oblong stems loom out and share my own skin
And make it hard enough to believe

And you, would make it hard to shake, off your sighs

Touch you only to feel your back
Told you everything I shouldn't have

For once I could have shared my own skin
And make it hard enough to believe
And you, would make it hard to shake, off your smile