Flux Detail

歌詞

spring again and anything's for sale as usual I am no one where every word and moment is treated as something crucial and sucks in the evening dew with a can or two I hang around and wait for you fenceleaning and dreaming of something new making no waves beyond the tracks of an overgrown beach where insects hum round the flames from an oildrum we're drifting into oblivion and out of reach crashing the waves ba ba ba ba da in the evening dew with a bruise or two fenceleaning and dreaming of a good day and evening they're known to happen even here in the evening dew with a can or two I hang around and wait for you fenceleaning and dreaming of something new making no waves