Board up the casket Straighten the blooms Let some Light in the room Smooth out the blanket Tend to the grooves There is life in this room Semi symptomatic Sew a thought reap a habit Is it over so soon? And it always starts this way You are always making plans little one To prioritise the plans number one Is it ever as you planned little one? Can I make you happy Go Three sheets to the wind Am I fucking you up? Do I make you happy Go Three sheets to the wind Are you laughing Or just breathing in? Speak of love not result of love softly Speak of love not result of love softly Sight of a shadow Waving away Is it aiming at him? Is it a warning Or simply to say You should try coming in Cause it all begins this way You are always making plans little one To prioritise the plans number one Is it ever as you planned little one? Does it make him happy Sure How deep is the thought Is it heavy enough? Is it gonna last More or What does any more Can we hurry it up? Can you hear the clapping Bring soft heart for the whim Are you letting it in? I can see us happy oh To end or begin Are we leaving, or just moving in? If you would just allow Give up of an hour Candy in the air Even over there Heaven in the stare Lover tip wing