I hold it into an arm so real
There is something we could feel
Life's not horrible all the time
Smokes and cups and words that rhyme
Dripping ceiling, lemon-lime,
I love you, that's all I have to say

Eyes of grey and pavement green
Wrap your arms around the seam
Take your love and hold it close
The slightest suggestion

Eyes of grey and pavement green
Wrap your arms around the scene
Take your love and hold it close
The slightest suggestion

Spinning slightly around
My head hits the ground
A seed pops out
Globes of thought, then descends on to you
With love
With love
With love
With love