Philip Glass
Liquid Days
Oh round desire
Oh red delight
The river is blood
The time is spent

The river is blood
The time, the time is spent
Is spent
Is spent

Love likes me
Love takes it shoes off and sits on the couch
Love has an answer for everything
Love smiles gently and crosses its legs

Well here we are
Well here we are
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

Being in air
Turning to speak
Losing our way
Pour it all out
We are old friends
I offer love a beer
Love watches television

Love needs a bath
Love could use a shave
Love rolls out of the chair and wiggles on the floor
Jumps up
I'm laughing at love
I'm laughing at love

Drink me
Drink me
Drink me
Drink me

Drive
Breaths
Drive
Sleep

Why do you ask?
Still is the Night
It is much further
Than we thought
In liquid days
Land travels hard
Fly home daughter
Cover your ears

Fly home daughter
Cover your ears