The earth moves and the sun keeps still, bathwater tides come in
A bird hits the window pane with a joyless sound
That echoes round and round
In your belly swim the spores, we picked off the forest floors
And if you must cry with grief, blow your nose right on my sleeve
Dreams push out reality, sand kisses fingertips
Ghosts sing behind your ear for the one you loved
Who's never coming back
In the bathtub swim the spores, we picked off the forest floors
And if you must cry with grief, blow your nose right on my sleeve
Blow your nose right on my sleeve, blow your nose right on my sleeve
Blow your nose right on my sleeve, blow your nose right on my sleeve
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