LEARN LYRICS

Wise sap through my body
Like Acapulco gold
I'm getting ready
I don't know what's happening to me
That I can't come back anymore
So much going off on tangents
Now I trace the wounds
Faith wasn't enough
Once a week
And I can't come back anymore
On hearing, on hearing
My vegetal voice
Today I need my feet tied down
In the air I know that I'm nothing but less
Than what I could be
I resist pushing you into another game of chance
In the air the longing of my voice reverberates
My vegetal voice, vegetal
Vegetal love