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[Verse 1]
I'm falling down, my love is opening now
Pack up my mouth, leave the light off on the way out
I watch the road, I hold the holy sea
To bring it home and bathe in constant heat

[Verse 2]
Unfold the town, dig up this plot that I found
You pull me 'round, your glove is holding it down
You've got some starts, you've got some mouths to feed
To fill the yard and bake in constant heat

[Chorus]
But it's happening, they're turning green in spite of me
The bed is made, we pull the sheets, it's neighborly
And sofa queen, we live between the good and the bad dream

[Verse 3]
You hold it close, you keep an ear to the ground
You knead the dough, my oven's opening now
There is no art, it rises constantly
Or files apart and dies in constant head

[Chorus]
But it's happening, you're turning green in front of me
The bed is made, we pull the sheets, it's neighborly
And teetering, we live between the good and the bad dream