everytime i loose my voice
i swallow little glowing lights
my mother and son baked for me
my mother and son pour into me
everytime i feel a hoarseness
i swallow warm glowing lights
my mother and son baked for me
they make me feel so much better
we have a recurrent dream
everytime we loose our voices
we dream swallow little lights
our mother and son bake for us
they do a little trapeze walk
my mother and son pour into us
into our wide open throats