Tropical Snow Dream

She tried to snatch my phone

I grabbed her arm and I pull her close

Said you only had to ask, you know

Just take me to where the zombies go

We have melted in a tropical snow

And under carbon our dreams will grow

She said: Take your fucking hands off me

I want your phone not your poetry

I want your phone not your hearts pity

Been fucked too many time by the city

Been fucked too many times to believe

In your tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

I’ve backed up for a while

I’ve frozen myself for a while

And I tried to decipher a smile

Was it an angel or a crocodile

I’ve search in vain for a rime

I’ve search in vain for a while

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

And I know that she thinks that

She knows how it ends

And right through the third verse

We were lovers and friends

But I am a hopeless dreamer

And she is a heartless skimmer

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream

In a tropical snow dream