Casual Sex کے بول

Casual sex- is it irrational? I think it's time to find out why Soon I'll fall asleep it's nighttime In a dream there's a dolphin And a soldier are walking Through the sand for the door In an office theres a hostess Who had carried a friend and wheeled him into a drawer She pulls his file The air is cold Down the aisle we follow her I'm thinking casual sex, The feeling Casual sex, The soldier's life's the same as mine He's attracted to a nun But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet A new wave soldier standing next to a young nun The nun just has to face, Her darkened skirt over her legs They're getting warmer towards the insides and they're tall The inexistance of time is not a painting, It's life They're into roads and gloves and goggle glass and carstops The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet A new wave soldier standing next to a young nun The sound of her voice and the handle of her robe Are getting thinner as the wind begins to speak The nun just strikes a pose The soldier's held against the floor He's walking backwards till he's pinned against stained glass.