great display of patience
Singer:ball park music
is pouring the other towns
to cleanse your body when you're down
but my fur coat fans are in dismay
i pen pal poke them every day
but the helmet crush my real desire
into a galaxy of summer's mould
congratulate me when i've sold out
my bank account has eyes and thoughts
it's got sex appeal and files reports
it's only close and changing hands
but does this speak it while it can
but shells wash in on ancient shores
and curve them beneath your pores
into your sheets and skin or bold
and i'm just doing what i'm told
oh and i waited a long time
and i'll damn you if this paper trail
consumes my boots and pulls my tail
the weeks keep clicking by unchecked
and the oceans swells and fills the room
a somersault inside a womb