The Second of the First

Saw the warning sign Outside St. Anne And the words were Falling down All the days melt in To oblivion In the time fold in between The two years And the news at ten don't change my head And the fam don't make much sense Then you walked in from the be-wilderness With a look right through my windowpane And I feel outside it Lost on descent Like two transplanted palms You look like me Swimming in my head Ringing in my heart Nothing is the same The street hasn't changed There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head My mind is somersaulting I've gone out of myself As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there It's the body I used to have Nothing is the same The street hasn't changed There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head And my mind is somersaulting I've gone out of myself As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there It's the body I used to have Nothing is the same The street hasn't changed There's a lot of feeling in the back in my head And my mind is somersaulting I've gone out of myself As if I'm lying on a cloud, away down there It's the body I used to have And I feel outside it Lost on descent Like two transplanted palms You look like me Swimming in my head Ringing in my heart You draw a straight line to the branches You feel the gold light coming through