Cuba Tm Lyrics
i want to figure out
what the future is about
are we going to stay the same,
or will we change our shape?
because of acid-rain,
because of too high gain,
cast our skins,
covered by a thin membrane...?
to let the sound come in,
to let the bowels spin,
to let love come in...?
and we could use the sloughed skin as raincoats...
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as saturn bursts through the sky
our arms would spin like windmills
our bodies refuse to fly...
