bowerbird

if you want i can show you what love is

if you want i can show you it all

if you want i can show you the surface

like you've never ever seen it before

please excuse all the dust from the renovations

and the gardens overgrown

but if you use your imagination

you can see that it's a real home

in the sun

on the bed

where i've been lyin'

i've been thinkin' of you all this time

so warm inside it

with the moon

if you want i can show you what love is

spread it out on the forest floor

if you want i can show you the surface

like you've never ever seen it before

in the city where the rubbish heap is growing

as it must be doing as we speak

on a street where the traffic's overflowing

and their knees all get weak

are you ever gonna be grown up or no

are you ever gonna reach your peak

are you ever going to reap what you've been sowing?

oh-oh

shot like silk

a glass of milk

at night

i spilled my soul

across my windowsill

the will to bring the language

and say the adage

you're dreamin'

you're dreamin'

you move on but the feeling lingers

full force of the acumen

and the roots of the surrender

pushin' up through the man

caught up in a splendid novel

the idea won't let you go

and the blue of the water bottle

i know