You can give your arms a rest
There's nothing worth taking the risk

Well I suppose that we're in the void part cooked microwave three minutes flip me on my back and serve me up and show me infinity with running water walk up river trousers rolled up to your knees. Well I guess that I'll meet you there you can wear your hair like you did round here let me know you're there. I can see a sun in everyone and your black hole soul I revolve around you are my world I'm your satellite.

I know your arms are aching from holding things inside.

Well I guess something's got to give something's gotta snap something must be frayed 'cause it's all in lines and it's all in grids there's codes in sounds there are codes in lines if we all lay down we can see it all from the ground

I know your arms are shaking from holding up the sky

Well you can give your arms a rest there's nothing worth taking the risk there's nothing down here but the mess that we will leave when we see the sky touching the earth touching the stone touching my love

You know my arms are aching to be wrapped around your spine