The Second Of The First

Saw the warning sign outside St. Anne
And the words were falling down
All the days melt in to oblivion
In the time fold in between the two years

And the news at ten don't change my head
And the fam don’t make much sense
Then you walked in from the bewilderness
With a look right through my windowpane

And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me

Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart

Nothing is the same, the street hasn’t changed
There’s a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I’ve gone out of myself, as if I’m lying in a cloud
And way down there below me is the body I used to have

Nothing is the same, the street hasn’t changed
There is a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I’ve gone out of myself, as if I’m lying in a cloud
And way down there below me is the body I used to have

Nothing is the same, the street hasn’t changed
There’s a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I’ve gone out of myself, as if I’m lying in a cloud
And way down there below me is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same, the street hasn’t changed
There’s a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I’ve gone out of myself, as if I’m lying in a cloud
And way down there below me is the body I used to have

And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me

Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart

You draw a straight line to the branches
You feel the gold light coming through