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Cross Your Fingers |
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Look down on the body, that you have grown |
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The mountains stand around you, they're not your own |
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Lights squares and bodies are all you see |
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Since you broke down, since I broke down, since we broke down |
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Oh I jump into your grave and die |
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and on my word you'll give up your whole life for me and you'll be reborn, bigger and stronger |
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and less alive |
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oh oh oh... |
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Cross your fingers, hold your toes, |
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We're all going to die when the building blows |
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cross your fingers hold your toes, |
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were all going to die when the building blows |
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and the house that you were born in is crumbling at the corners |
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sagging skin and feet of crows, feet of crows |
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Oh I jump into your grave and die |
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and on my word you'll give up your whole life for me and you'll be reborn, bigger and stronger |
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and less alive |
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oh oh oh ... |
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oh oh oh... |
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Oh you crawled out of the sea, straight into my arms, straight into my arms. (x 4) |
