Just Dust - Quilt

What you need is watery shoulders

A lucid heart that beats

In the midst of all of this foggy unknown then

Hold a glove with me

Cause I am not self-contained I’ll

Lay here and fly away but

There goes my answer and the

Harder I look it goes farther

What you need is under the window

Those golden eyes that see

Go in peace when the moss on trees is growing old

Hold a glove with me

Ooooh we saved time that way

We are not undertakers

Ooooh what’s that sick parade and

What is this circus in my mind

And what is this serpent in my eye

Just dust and echoes left behind