Testo di See-Thru-Skin

If your words were to run away I'd circle everything you say And point the bubble back towards your mouth Photographs and photosynthesis Everything's to blame for all of this Beauty lies and so does everyone else Just like you I can see my veins right through my skin They are bluey-green and branch right off Like those little floating highways And the roadmapped river Nervous systems make me nervous Especially now that they've hurt us Lying still I feel this silence stir And if your mind was to duplicate itself Slowly grow into an ocean Would you reabsorb and let the current pull you in I can feel my lungs fill full with air They are pinkish-red and branch right out Like the tracks in the subways Or the horns of the caribou Yeah yeah yeah yeah