Vārdi:
Mike Gordon

If you could go back to your old town But this time dig a hole and tunnel underground You'd be doing what I do When I'm dreaming hard in a maze of tunnels

We met in blankets of rain Speaking in bubbles her words umbrellaed me When we bounced back to her house She got quiet and wound up her energy She leapt

Swing around back, close your eyes, Slip down the chute, fantasize, About which way to go when you come back around, Get that you?re running but don?t

don't leave me now, we haven't even met yet don't even talk, i'd be glad to guess your name it's just two of us here, or maybe just a few more but it'