chariot will take me down
to the curious part of town
what were you like in norway?
but the first one down the hallway
northern light upon my bed
from the window i descend
i think about you now and then
but it's just a moment and i forget again
the last time i thought of you
i was three-fourths the way into a friend
still don't know what you were on about
that's the sound of devotion