Aerial - The Sea And Cake

As turning pages, all but scatter me

A matter of fact on, I’m not living on

A strata of mirrors takes light perceptively

For thrill of my eyes, hypocrisy

This trial on center, I’m not over it

I had a little find, go on open it

Stop along, we don’t mind

Someone just like you there

Dry mountains, give off fire

We’ve got to choose, erase this terror

Start off counting this, we gotta lay it low

If that is not down, I’m not giving up

The stranded streets are bored, we’re not lonely

I hear about sometimes instability

Stop along, we don’t mind

Someone just like you there

Dry mountains, give off fire

We’ve got to choose, erase this terror

Stop along, we don’t mind

It never made us listen to

I hardly made it up to you, it’s alright

Stop along, stop along

Stop along, stop along

Stop along, stop along

Stop along, stop along