But it's a little late
Just get out of the way
You vagrant against me
I'm going to find her
I can see her, somewhere
As she's touching my hand
Is someone there?
Answer
Answer
Of course I still love her
Inside this living mess
But it's a little late
When these damn living things
Are obstructing our way
Let me see you up close
It was you, it was you
Yes still I remember
What have we had now for days?
Days...
And the memory of days...
Days...
And the memory of days...
But the heat is here now
But the heat is here now
Let us get over there
In the shade of our steps
Which go on without us
It was her, it was me
It was her at my neck
We had no idea
What have we had now for days?
Days...
And the memory of days...
Days...
And the memory of days...
Days...
And the memory
Let's sleep
Let's sleep
Let's sleep
Let's sleep