Lyrics
When we arrived, restless with the heat during the night
when we arrived
it was in the hot green jungle
then we moved on until we reached the tundra in the winter
of course i longed to kiss her frosty teeth in the cold air
but you d just lie
But you d just lie, i d lie awake
None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg, when we arrived Own, but you would not permit me to retire there
of course i longed to kiss her frosty teeth in the cold air
I d lie awake, dawn would come and i would start to feel my own sunrise, dawn would come and i would start to feel my own sunrise
but you d just lie
None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg, but you d just lie
But now i ve grown bloated on seal fat, your perfect flesh impervious to anything fungal, you would sweat coconut milk and
of course i longed to kiss her frosty teeth in the cold air
It was in the hot green jungle, restless with the heat during the night My, not even flies will settle on the meadow of her leg
But now i ve grown bloated on seal fat, i longed to lie and rustle in your grasses
Then we moved on until we reached the tundra in the winter, dawn would come and i would start to feel my own sunrise Test, your perfect flesh impervious to anything fungal
I longed to lie and rustle in your grasses, when we arrived
Not even flies will settle on the meadow of her leg, but now i ve grown bloated on seal fat, then we moved on until we reached the tundra in the winter
But you d just lie, i longed to lie and rustle in your grasses
None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg, but you d just lie
But you d just lie, your perfect flesh impervious to anything fungal, restless with the heat during the night
it was in the hot green jungle
none but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg
it was in the hot green jungle
restless with the heat during the night
Dawn would come and i would start to feel my own sunrise, restless with the heat during the night, restless with the heat during the night
but you d just lie
when we arrived
none but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg
None but a fly might settle on the meadow of your leg, your perfect flesh impervious to anything fungal
Not even flies will settle on the meadow of her leg, i d lie awake
And so we went away in search of gentler breezes, but you d just lie
it was in the hot green jungle