Native Belle
(专辑: Ark (Here Comes The Indian) - 2003)
Pretending I
am a
worm, Has proved all too easy. Well I
sense some problem [?] It's the
kind of smoke that could make us invisible. See the
things, I
haven't seen you lately, In the
purple that I
dove into. Which is a
version of my [?] And your asthma can [?] still. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. Things'll get better. The
words I'm kindred with like [?] With the
children that could make us a
house [?] I
sew my face into a
permanent crush high, I
play with [?] behind the
newsstand. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. So do you, so do you, so do you, Love me, love me, love me. Things'll get better. So, it's nice in the
breeze, Ghosts are all looking for pennies in the
trees. Picnic [?] are brushing me and brushing me, It is over.