Текст песни Dog roses

I hope you stay in charge of your mouth I hope you stay in charge of it When nothing's fluid, you drink yourself through it Outside, you draw, draw yourself Feel the breeze That's a real thing that touches your skin But memories Well, they're not real Ooh (x4) There's nothing there Now can we visit your old house again? I feel as though I've left instructions there Could it be that you were so small that The garage room, well, they've pulled it down Oh, nothing's ruined 'cause we still have the picture Of dog roses and stuff for the pyre Ooh (x4) Oh yeah Have you always slipped backwards Just now, I see you always slip backwards Oh you, will you always slip backwards Just now, oh you always slip Ooh (x4) There's nothing there