Lyrics:

clouds descending I'm not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from across the room
Just another trick can i weather this
i've got a fever above my waist
You've got a squeeze box above your knee
i know the truth is in between the 1st and 40th drink

Concertina,Concertina a chill that bends
this i swear your the feircest, calm i have been
Concertina,Concertina, try infrared
this i swear your the feircest, calm i have been

The soulquake happened here in a glass world
particle by particle she slowly changes
she likes hanging chinese paper cuts
just another fix, can i weather this
i got my fuzz all tipped to play
i got a dub on your landscape
then there's your policy of trancing
the sause without the blame

Concertina,Concertina a chill that bends
this i swear your the feircest, calm i have been
Concertina,Concertina, try infrared
this i swear your the feircest, calm i have been

too far too far too far
it could all get away