New Place
I like the spirit that drives you but not where it drives to
Yeah, you get the idea.
I'd tip you more but I'm just so poor
I suppose it's what I'm supposed to do
You're a seeker, she never tells me I'm on speaker.
So, everyone can hear me when I'm saying something small
Hang up the telephone
Walk through your open door
No room for streetlights
Too early for the moon
Look over there, there is a sight
Puple and blue turns into night
Look over there, orange and green
The west is the end, and the east is the start
Look over there, here comes a car
Open your mouth and enter
When you move into your new place
Wallowing in your taste
We will draw breath; we will draw breath in space
When move into your new place
Wallowing in your space
We will draw lines; we will draw lines in taste
Look over there, there is a sight
Puple and blue turns into night
One of the earliest demos of New Place:
