كلمات S.O.S.

Direct gaze is crooked You fall down Drink orange soda on the hour Day after day Try to stay sober Roots of trees What they do to concrete Helped to his feet, he's stronger than most In his face, most doors close Oh, I look for the roots of trees Like what they do to concrete Elevator goes up without me I frighten you when I'm in the doorway Light is gray, insinuatingly Night reaches out Don't touch me You stumble around, you aren't even lost You still have your hands, your heart Deep temptations I dream of you in my sleep You tell so much with your eyes Taking your life on the sly On the sly On the sly On the sly Fur further, fur further, fur further Fur further, fur further, fur further All systems are go I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go All systems are go I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go