Liquid Days Philip Glass (Ft. The Roches)

Oh round desire
Oh red delight
The river is blood
The time is spent

The river is blood
The time, the time is spent
Is spent
Is spent

Love likes me
Love takes it shoes off and sits on the couch
Love has an answer for everything
Love smiles gently and crosses its legs

Well here we are
Well here we are
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

Being in air
Turning to speak
Losing our way
Pour it all out