Rising Red Lung (Early Rough)

I saw a rising red lung Glisten under the sun I wonder when it will pop from the snow A melody's a mistake An embrace at the wake How long does it take for us to know? I want a wind that's been blown By something unknown Buried under a mile of snow Found a fix for the fits Come listen to this As intimate as a kiss over a phone And it goes Found a fix for the fits Come listen to this It's buried under the hiss and it glows Like a powerful smile A car radio dial As intimate as a kiss over a phone And it goes