Carposina Distincta Letra

It was on Christmas Day that nothing came

and nothing went away

The sunflowers that make you wait

while broken skins float down kitchen drains

Cicadas beat a rhythm, landscapes of music

I pull the blinds



Sunflowers on the meadow, fixed in tireless fires

Sunlit water sparkles out your eyes



The Anesthetist drank all my wine,

I took a bus back in time

and hid under my table

Bony limbs of tired restless children,

the hot seats of a car,

the singing of summer traveling

She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,

sunset fell on painted lips,

the moon shone out like a halo

My face against the warm grassy air,

your suntanned derrière,

with despair I loved you with intentions



Hurricane scratches out a skyline, fear of wasted years

leads me to dream a while

Sought the flesh of younger girls in his twilight years;

maybe he'll get lucky tonight

Here I am, awoken by the tulips,

your stubborn pouted lips would not caress my name

I roll into my convalescent shade, I play a little game

I see you do the same



Your heart a battleship, you're weeping

Hotel stops the rain

A horse compares its tail

to its mane



The Anesthetist drank all my wine,

I took a bus back in time

and hid under my table

Bony limbs of tired restless children,

the hot seats of a car,

the singing of summer traveling

She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,

sunset fell on painted lips,

the moon shone out like a halo

My face against the warm grassy air,

your suntanned derrière,

with despair I loved you with intentions



The Anesthetist drank all my wine,

I took a bus back in time

and hid under my table

Bony limbs of tired restless children,

the hot seats of a car,

the singing of summer traveling

She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,

sunset fell on painted lips,

the moon shone out like a halo

My face against the warm grassy air,

your suntanned derrière,

with despair I loved you with intentions



The Anesthetist drank all my wine,

I took a bus back in time

and hid under my table

Bony limbs of tired restless children,

the hot seats of a car,

the singing of summer traveling

She stroked my legs with bitten fingertips,

sunset fell on painted lips,

the moon shone out like a halo

My face against the warm grassy air,

your suntanned derrière,

with despair I loved you with intentions