| Make our escape, you're my own Papillon | |
| The world turns too fast | |
| Feel love before it's gone | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| My Papillon, feel love when it's shone | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| Darling, just don't put down your guns yet | |
| If there really was a God here | |
| He'd have raised a hand by now | |
| Now darling, you're born, get old, then die here | |
| Well, that's quite enough for me | |
| We'll find our own way home somehow | |
| No sense of doubt or what you could achieve | |
| I've found you out | |
| I've seen the life you wish to leave | |
| But when it kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| You will choke, choke on the air you try to breathe | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| Darling, now just don't put down your guns yet | |
| If there really was a God here | |
| He'd have raised a hand by now | |
| Darling, you're born, get old, then die here | |
| Well, that's quite enough for me, dear | |
| We'll find our own way home somehow, how, how | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| Darling, just don't put down your guns yet | |
| If there really was a God here | |
| He'd have raised a hand by now | |
| Darling, now you're born, get old, then die here | |
| Well, that's quite enough for me, dear | |
| We'll find our own way home somehow | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch | |
| It kicks like a sleep twitch |