Board up the casket
Straighten the blooms
Let some Light in the room

Smooth out the blanket
Tend to the grooves
There is life in this room

Semi symptomatic
Sew a thought reap a habit
Is it over so soon?
And it always starts this way

You are always making plans little one
To prioritise the plans number one
Is it ever as you planned little one?

Can I make you happy
Go
Three sheets to the wind
Am I fucking you up?
Do I make you happy

Go
Three sheets to the wind
Are you laughing
Or just breathing in?

Speak of love not
result of love softly
Speak of love not
result of love softly

Sight of a shadow
Waving away
Is it aiming at him?

Is it a warning
Or simply to say
You should try coming in
Cause it all begins this way

You are always making plans little one
To prioritise the plans number one
Is it ever as you planned little one?

Does it make him happy
Sure
How deep is the thought
Is it heavy enough?

Is it gonna last More or
What does any more
Can we hurry it up?

Can you hear the clapping
Bring soft heart for the whim
Are you letting it in?

I can see us happy oh
To end or begin
Are we leaving, or just moving in?

If you would just allow
Give up of an hour
Candy in the air
Even over there
Heaven in the stare
Lover tip wing