Landscapes

Keystone bridges clip the sky from window seats

Lean right over me

Smell my promises to take a pleasant start

Ease a sense of heart, give a little bit

Maybe you were my song

Don't have to stay too long

Fed up with your friends

Whatever I could do to mend it now

Phone lines follow us like heartbeats in the dusk

Hold my hand and gush

Sweet landscapes from the bus

Ah ,the straw your neck is strong as a drawbridge in stencil

Work all week and find defeat in the tent's intense tendrils

On the mend we line 'em up

Oh, Viperous

The slippery facts we tend to trust

Oh, Viperous