歌词
The electric curtain was busted
It should have been a frame, please
Its clanking was so false
Here's a still of the distance of a mile
Beneath which
I should know the name:
Perfectly straight trees
Or can we go to the point?
Clean rain, the good indoors
If you have a place to be
"If you put it out
And then relight it
It tastes better than before"