She had this dream about a song She was certain that it was about a burial The ritual, beautifully written Even the groove was filled with sadness Every beat went all the way down Into the two holes in the ground
It had the most moving chord changes She was certain the lyrics went about burying someone’s ashes And then having a cigarette
Like it was telling her ashes to ashes, dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust From me to you I don’t think it was
We had a dream about this song That I had not written yet Like I used to dream of fucking before I knew how I was playing some kind of instrument It was just a shape in the earth Like I was playing digging my own grave And I scooped up dirt with two fingers Place it in my mouth Like ashes to ashes, dust to dust
The two fingers in the earth Into erotic lines into the honeypot Into my [?] magazines Or on your device Swipe with two fingers Like you were kicking feet underwater Or under the earth To get up to the surface
Put two fingers in the earth Into the honeypot I was digging my own grave in the honeypot Like ashes to ashes, dust to dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
