Paroles de The Light From A Cake

I'm alternating between heavy and light Between meaning and nonsense And having a drink I have counted all the lines on the road Between here and Los Angeles That pass straight below And I'm dreaming of a light, and it comes from your head 'Cause you move just like you're a train Not like a car, no, no, it would never be the same And the light from your eyes is like the light from a cake I was thinking of a cake To lift off this burden To lighten this weight One sweet little cake Dervishes run the head of a pin We are sleeping like angels And living like devils again And I am waiting for the heaviness in the air to break And reveal some small, irrelevant truth 'Cause we move like we are suspended in ether And the light from your eyes spills from the moon