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