Lyrics

Like a baby
With a libido
She sucked her thumb
Her head on his chest
Spent out
Imprinted
Signals of hope
Caution at rest
Don't ask me how
What can I say?
Something bright
In a dark room
Vulnerable
Lawless
'The Soft Parade
Plays clearly
Downy and sweet
The view is early
The clock is ticking
Mejor imposible
What's not to love

Like a cat
With a vocation
He shuts his eyes
Set on her hair
Spread out
Unfixated
Wandering thoughts
Without a care
Don't ask me how
What can I say?
Black and ochre
Shape the figures
Nocturnal
Tired
A Grecian urn
To hold dearly
Damp and bitter
The weather's turning
The clock has stopped
Mejor imposible
What's not to love

A moon crescent waxing without the stars
In the globe of the fog from the rain
And the rattle rumble current of the interstate bridge
Behind the loud pour on the grate at the drain

In a corner
The empty bottles
Triumphant
Sticky
A writer's trophy
Without a page
Lost and lonesome
A cigarette burning
The clock is broken
Mejor imposible
What's not to love