I want to see the seas drain away
Climb down the rocks to dance
On the ocean floor
While you do the cigarette two-step
Sliding out the back door
We both try to ignore the cold
Chorus:
Soap is slippery, skin is sharp
I never doubt it I felt it
Skin is slippery, soap is sharp
I never doubt it I read it
I want to hear the rain fall at once
Not just a trickle but a thunderous clap
To wake me up in the dark
You need the smell of morning coffee
The sound of somber mourning families
On your TV
Chorus
I want to ride the trees growing
To breeze-blowing heights
I'd meet the slate blue sky
You bring your lunch in a brown paper bag
A hag wrinkles slowly and slowly's
How it's always done
But I'm already done
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