Young man with a bruised old soul One snap to bring you back Hands black with smudging the night into day There's lend time in the alley, you could slip away But there are still fences to squeeze through And I'll reach you, spirits to cancel
Come to the river sun Let your obsession go What does it prove if you die for a tune It's really all disco Everything Everything
Let's join the yellow eyed snuck flies Rejoicing in choices they made Let's be a bird laughing at not having learned Let's be a hundred and five you and I And sing out a tune of regret to the moon Peverted old timers I'll feed you one liners
Come to the river sun Let the obsession go What does it prove if you die for a tune It's really all disco What does it prove if you die for a tune Don't you know it's all disco Everything
I can hear how deep you're going Pull the cord I can feel your tempo slowing Pull the cord
Come to the river sun Let your obsession go What does it prove if you die for a tune It's really all disco What does it prove if you die for a tune Don't you know it's all disco Everything Everything
