Wunderbar from FlowTorch by SHRUSIC

You could and you definitely can (like your mother man) be building something bigger, feeling
Bold, where do you go when its cold, paper folds without the fear of a tear

Paradise, won’t you sit still, you are not hiding well, I’d rather be an escapee than a maybe or a time will tell, what a
Pair, you’re the chainsaw, I’m a chair, I get fairy when i Ride with Tigers High on Cider,
Bear with me I will be right there, just a second, i have needed someone somewhere,
I’ve been raised on life rafts, but you’re just here to swim, now I’m
Itching to get going, like a friendly phantom Limb

Up we go in the thunder snow, and I wonder, whoa, does she feel this, feel this all the time?
Time will die, when the lightning sky filled your fiery eyes, yes she needs this, needs this, oh

Soaking up the sound of each illegible question you ask,
Woke to a wild card, we’re all capes and no mask,
Drying in the sun after we completed our quest
Frying Sunday fun I’ve barely processed

I’ve had it with her, yeah i’ll have it with others, we’re over the moon, for what’s under the covers
Warm face of Joy, we dine and discover, Infectious , thin, reckless, Iron Fist Lover

Travel to the bar, here we are walking pretty far to the car yard, its hard but yet i Like it Like it Like it Like it,
HEY You, let’s have a Take two and make do with dirt beneath our nails
Have i learned a thing or is being here, still not enough, I
Guess i’ll turn my King skin inside out and slip your cuff

What a day, yeah okay, realisation ricochet, i will stay for a minute, maybe
Four ,stand with me on the floor, at its core, we don’t have to kneel anymore
Affection so effective in the realms of true recall, the Engine so receptive here’s to us and one and all

Up we go in the thunder snow, and I wonder, whoa, does she feel this, feel this all the time?
Time will die, when the lightning sky filled your fiery eyes, yes she needs this, needs this oh

I’ve had it with her, yeah i’ll have it with others, we’re over the moon, for what’s under the covers
You cleared out the leaves of my little head gutter, lung sucking tongue fucking, riverbed lover

• Experimental
• acoustic
• ambient
• avant-garde
• bluesy
• jazz
• Derby