Fingertips over strings, over keys
Rolled cigarettes and relativity
The flowers on your dress cry "deliver me"
Deliver us from instability
I don't know if it's god or Led Zeppelin or the sea
That makes me feel so fucking free
Don't meet me by the lake
Oh, how I'd love to be a fish once more
I'm happy when it snows
It feels so warm out in the cold
Is it because of dust in my eyes
that I can't tell the fields from the skies
Is it because my head still aches
That I lie down between snowflakes
I don't know if it's god or David Bowie or the weather
But I'm feeling so much better
So I thank you for the time we spent together
Ashes to ashes and crimson feathers
Don't meet me by the lake
Oh, how I'd love to be a fish once more
I'm happy when it snows
It feels so warm out in the cold
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