Oh how gravity distorts us, oh how bicycle leads to bomb
Never trust department corrections cuz this mind is never full
Today the sun's lyrical outstretch, today the clouds' torrential white
Those cathedrals of expanding gulfs
Well you know how words get around
Tonight I'm in the window
An old wind's moving through my street
I am the square is yellow
Are you familiar with these parts
Are you still in love with movement
Lord let us peer through what's certain
And incite the sleepers beneath the pier
Cuz nothing is what's wrong
The saints don't sleep they slum
And oh how gravity distorts us and oh how bicycle leads to bomb