Still Try To Write a Book lyrics

Microscope dreams flow colourful rain Waits in the mess of lights Suddenly starve in terrible pain And stays to scare the nights Engine noise, bad forest roads Traffic lights and sad Neon master, sunny lass Waits for him in bed Winding steel though rabbit is dead Stilletto doves in flames Drown they skill still skeleton which Eat germs die all the same Mother food sits head on knees When knibbling know a crook Party fuzz, breath, ashe and sand Still try to write a book