I think of all the billions of eyes
All looking at something different at the same time
And I feel nauseous
Some days I can only see into my suitcase
It’s got everything I need
Plus some superstitious things I may also need
Music soothes the savage beast
The pilot says to me and he asks me to sing
But now is not the time
I just want to fall into a pile of warm laundry
I just wanna keep very very quiet yeah
Billions Of Eyes, Lady Lamb The Beekeeper*, After (2015)
*oh, a minha miúda preferida dos últimos anos está de volta (e de que maneira).
