Minnesota - Gardens & Villa

Warm yellow rays from the night stand

Laying on tapestries

Threw yourself and wanted a room, 107

Where we don’t see eye to eye

Hung on the stairs dream projector

Holograms from eye to eye

Pressing her face to the pillow

Woah, too late

Minnesota when I sober up

I’ve got a number and I’m calling it up

I was so caught up

Mountain lion swimming in my blood

Still we meet at the station what a pleasure

Flyers all in line, waiting on the meteorites like confetti

Treasures always treat you right

Minnesota when I sober up

I’ve got a number and I’m calling it up

I was so caught up

Young mountain lion swimming in my blood

We were so caught up

Minnesota