You kiss and you make up
You fall asleep and you wake up
You turn around and have a ball
You turn around, where did it all go?
Sun, meet the snow
All my past is littered with ghosts
It was always gonna be that way
Now I see you come through
Down Rue Morgue Avenue
You see me come through
I see you come through
We came through
I used to clog the world with dreams
Like a dog bearing a litter
The family curse was our signature scent
The world ran from it, holding its nose
Mad scientist trapped inside a rose
Dreams of a blues cruise form of merriment
I'm into it, if you're into it
I'm into it, if you're into it
Like kids in a band, it comes and goes
I catch the show
From way down below
The fish and the roe
The cucumber and the crow
It has an end, it doesn't have a beginning
It has an end, it doesn't have a beginning
It has an end, it doesn't have a beginning
You kiss and you make up
You fall asleep and you wake up
You turn around and have a ball
You turn around, where did it all go?
Sun, meet the snow
Sun, meet the snow
Sun, meet the snow
