Love Underground

Now Keely waits it out

Well, she's only young enough for somethings

Healing the sick and dumb

In low on the radar, the smoking gun

We're moving fast enough to function

Fast enough to function

Maybe it's me 'cause

I seem to think in twos and threes

So find your open door

In through the skin-tight sound

And keep that love underground

Busy scenery

So transfixed on transparent things

An eye for her tiger a bee for her bloom

She crosses her fingers and crosses the room

So catch your salted tears

Before they hit the ground

And keep that love underground