Testo di Bake Me In Clouds

I can see the buildings dancing. I can hear the screaming trees. Lady mary wont you drop by? I can show you the birds and bees. Now wont you bake me in clouds? I can tell your future. Bake me in clouds. Nothing truly matters. Bake me in clouds. You can take my picture. Bake me in clouds. I can smell the bridges burning. I can see the english steam. Lady mary wont you drop by? You and your gallant figurines. Now wont you bake me in clouds? I can tell your future. Bake me in clouds. Nothing truly matters. Bake me in clouds. You can take my picture. Bake me in clouds. We can have ourselves a gala, Decorated and pristine. Baby dances with the owls, Baby laughing oh so loud without its mouth. Urine the clear for now.