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We're drifting goodbye On a rust-colored cloud Oh, Fallopian friends Abandon us now Our cisterns are full Of bones ground to dust The sky shows a bruise Where our fingers have touched Come suck on this vine It tangles and nets Come swallow the wine We squeezed from our breast The ocean is shifting We're sailing the muck The methane is rising To heaven above We're tracing our shape On the walls of your house We're surfing the sand That spills from your mouth We're coming for more Cause nothing is left The words are all gone There's more to be said Send us away On ships made of silk Send us to fly Black skies washed with milk People like us We need a dream to escape People like us We need to sleep to awake