歌曲名 Farsickness

歌手名 Blake Mills

I've got a farsickness

Bringing out the purple in the trees

In what I'd always thought up

As being brown being brown being brown

I am still in the cupola

Wondering about your cryptic dream

A single piece of sushi made

From porcelain from porcelain from porcelain

Little do I remember

Of what I saw the night we first

Slept inside of warm skin

Remember remember remember

I've got a farsickness

For the open edge of anywhere

To vanish up an endless stair

On apple pies and Julian I don't care