Lyric Desire Lines

(Anderson)

It s raining in this room
And it s so hot outside this room

I don t know no one here
I don t want to be here
In this room

We hold parties in our sleep
We fill ourselves up in our sleepAnd I ll heal you when you re ill
Though it s hard keeping still
In our sleep

Pries the hair out of her mouth
Whilst the circus is heading south

While we search in the sand
Don t ask them to understand
Why they cover up their hands
And their mouths