i came down over
the sleepy mountains where
our wide toes plunged into
the weeping shale to tear our
skin up off from the bottom
leaves our ankles bare
don't just wander back and forth
and leave it
build it into pinnacles and shrines of some
some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find
leaves us plastered
to a bed of hairs with
me all coiled up near the bottom
with my chest unbeared
oh but dear the sky is low
gather up its harm
in gauze with grateful arms
oh but dear the sky is low watch
fluent sea men rig their rudders so they'll
graze it with their wind arrows
tis in the fathoms that
they brush below
that we lie with our eyes and sides in tow tis
in this warm and monious water that i
flow and grow and sow
i'm hear the birds wings squeak
salt salt salt and the lemons drop
from the spaces in their flings
oh my dreams come back to me
oh my wrinkles build on me
VERBATIM FROM THE VINYL RECORD SLEEVE:
i came down over the sleepy mountains where our wide toes plunged into the weeping shale to tear our skin up off from the bottom leaves our ankles bare don't just wander back and forth and leave it
build it into pinnacles and shrines of some some ghastly predicament of mine you'll find leaves us plastered to a bed of hairs with me all coiled up near the bottom with my chest unbeared
oh but dear the sky is low gather up its harm in gauze with grateful arms
oh but dear the sky is low watch fluent sea men rig their rudders so they'll graze it with their wind arrows tis in the fathoms that they brush below
that we lie with our eyes and sides in tow tis in this warm and monious water that i flow and grow and sow i'm hear the birds wings squeak salt salt salt and the lemons drop from the spaces in their flings
oh my dreams come back to me oh my wrinkles build on me