Play on
Stamina
Running
Late on
Something bright, heavy, sublime
Buffet Sunday
Take time
Frantic wonder
Why
I'm fried
Then standing there he said
I love the way you move
When you move
The time line
Morning wake me
Hurry home
Peek around the door
Key inside
When I'm in the furniture
I believe what I can
What I seek could be so nice
What I seek could be so lifelike paint in wine
And I wake to find that there's something in a back room
And there's nothing in the front room
Oh, my feet are still in the garden
If there's anything I know
I can intuit stucco
The scene on a beach or green screen
Take my hand
Stay warm like my woman standing beside the light of her byline
All I have to design
Fog reclining behind
Something on the horizon
When I'm in the furniture
I believe what I can
What I seek could be so nice
What I seek could be so lifelike paint in wine
And I wake to find that there's something in a back room
And there's nothing in the front room
Oh, my feet, my feet are still in the garden
If there's anything I know
I can intuit stucco
The scene on a beach or green screen
