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Your skin in the smoke of the wood, dinner hour
Makes me high under the violet sky-tower
Look all around us, the cut plants regrow
Leaning like me to get close to your glow
Even in the city there's a rhythm
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
When my planet turns on, I will triple in size
As a gesture explaining my love for your eyes
Little star-beats that wander and hide in the air
Tumble drunk just like me in the scent of your hair
Even in the city there's a rhythm
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
The feathers that I found might have been yours or mine
Invisibly silver on dry grass and vine
And the sweater and T-shirt I found at the shore
Are still soaked with the salt from our dancing before
Even in the city there's a rhythm
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
Seven, eight, nine, give me more time
Makes me high under the violet sky-tower
Look all around us, the cut plants regrow
Leaning like me to get close to your glow
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
As a gesture explaining my love for your eyes
Little star-beats that wander and hide in the air
Tumble drunk just like me in the scent of your hair
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
Invisibly silver on dry grass and vine
And the sweater and T-shirt I found at the shore
Are still soaked with the salt from our dancing before
And it's by this beat that we are driven
One, two, three, four, I still want more
Seven, eight, nine, give me more time
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