The Second of the First

Saw the warning sign
Outside St. Anne
And the words were
Falling down

All the days melt in
To oblivion
In the time fold in between
The two years

And the news at ten don't change my head
And the fam don't make much sense
Then you walked in from the be-wilderness
With a look right through my windowpane

And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart

Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head
My mind is somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there
It's the body I used to have

Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there
It's the body I used to have

Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head
And my mind is somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there
It's the body I used to have

And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart

You draw a straight line to the branches
You feel the gold light coming through