歌词
I am warm beyond belief
In mild weather eating fingernails and tangerines
It's my birthday in a week, or it was a week ago
I don't think I'm getting younger anymore
Either way its just nice to be around
Someone who knows what I mean
Two tired
Twin heart philosophers
Amateur astronomers
Constellation avalanche
Newborn and dying stars out through the mouth
In through the soul
Out through the mouth
And it's an old feeling I know from way back
I call it freedom but I once called it a heart attack
Careful curation of ancient artifacts
A museum full of futures from the past
And I don't know if I'll ever be the same again
And I don't know if I wanna be
I think I like myself
better now than when I was faithful to a fever dream
I still don't know what it means to succeed
And I don't really care
Wherever my feet are at
I just wanna be there