Noonan from Red topiary by White Hot Needles

Tracklist

4.	Noonan	1:52

Lyrics

Perfect desires push what they catch.

A lack of responsibility for what I like
Turns up during my good time.
A disguise so good
It's left alone with the trash.

The glasses are faked.

Baby-sat,
Breath-Dodger,
Dipping into dreaming of
Wasting,
Becoming
Water and salt.

My awareness of my hand but not hers
Is a ceiling emergent
But not hers.

A body may be small and humble
And consonant.
Mine can't give a description that let's you know whether you want what's inside or not.

The awareness of my hand.
I know now someone in my dream was in disguise.