Fruit stands in summer off cardboard signs
tear me to shreds
and little kids smile in secrets
how I should let this all go?
And fruit stands upset me
coz the fuel they flow
you can't put in a lockbox and laugh
and they get all your attention
and you make love to them under the sand
so howl you
howl you
at the end of this song
I'm gonna ask you to leave me alone
but for now let's pretend I'm the blueberry
that you took home
oh but it's not gonna work
because you're hungry to pick up the phone
and end all this silence
and speaking of statues
I told you there is work to be done
so get out from your sleeping now
and practice reloading your love
harvest the love we have sawn
it requires your ultimate focus
to be what is dyed
and you won't go to heaven
for fighting it through just to say that you trashed love and tried
so howl you
howl you
howl you
all this pretending
I know you're an angel of doubt
no men's ever gonna complete
what you can't figure out
so get out on your own now
and see this big plan that you made
you cut in the beginning in the original cosmic escape
and the trezor is insult to injuries that we both sustained