Ambien Amoeba Lyrics

Slept by the bicycle path

The moon was the shiniest blue

Is that my cherished aftermath ?

The one with the salty tea

And what will happen once stood up ?

I will dream as I'll begin to walk

I'll be getting rid of small talk

A large hand full of teacups

When having looked and danced

As the attic emptied

The basement filled with senescence

And your head became vivid

It all starts with flesh and bones

Might continue with regrets

Keep looking for sea stones

As you hope the odds met

I ate by the bicycle path

The sun was the brightest bird

Not a car to trespass

Where I filled myself with mud

What's the use of dressing

My bones kept me

And I sold my flesh

To buy some sighting