clouds descending I'm not
policing what you think and
dream I run into your thought
from across the room just
another trick can I weather
this I've got a fever above my
waist you got a squeeze box
on your knee I know the truth
is in between the 1st and the
40th drink concertina
concertina a chill that bends
this I swear you're the fiercest
calm I've been in concertina
concertina try infrared this I
swear you're the fiercest calm
I've been in the soul-quake
happened here in a glass
world particle by particle she
slowly changes she likes
hanging chinese paper cuts
just another fix can I weather
this I got my fuzz all tipped to
play I got a dub on your
landscape then there's your
policy of trancing the sauce
without the blame too far too
far too far it could all get way
too cheerful concertina I know
the truth lies in between the
1st and the 40th drink clouds
descending