Sew your clothes to mine
knead this dough
your hand
my hand
chorus and verse
we can take turns
and turn
back to the cold places of the world

the thin house
its mad bones sticking out
they're gleaming
gleaming on the surface of the day
tomorrows wind blows
in the TFT glow
we make it all new
and build a thing which stands

home now we ride
side by side
the black way back
to the here and the there
in through the window
feet first
into the place
where they know the day we were born