Tour Mate Sex Dream

A tour mate sex dream, haha You know what I mean, I ought to know When each thought that you think Has to rise to the surface Has to push through the skin, just crystallizing My compass facing you I unfold to the sky Feel a disjointed prayer rise You can take a girl Out of the city You can make some concrete Home to a lily Take a seat, skyscraper or You'll meet your maker in the heat Of a moment you'll much regret later A tour mate sex dream, haha You know what I mean, I ought to know My roots long to grow deep So toward you they reach Chestwardly extended Heavy handed, awkwardly An apology The sharing of a dream deflected