by Crajoto

Created on: November 21, 2008

The rooftops speed up or I speed low

I don't know, I just don't know

Your lips get closer or is it a dream?

I lean like Pisa under a pounding heart

Wheels ungripped throw me like a rodeo star

I hang on, I throttle, I think

An ant rides a surfboard in feathery circles

He throttles on a board but has no control

I'm falling, you're falling, the ant falls too

Is it up, is it sideways, is it in love with you?

I don't know, I just don't know.

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