home is where your hammock is hung it s where your sandwich hands hold your mate don t suffocate your lungs hoping to be forever young you can t make art in a vacuum state or become something great alone you need a friend to depend on you need a moon to reflect your light or it s dark all night for us dark all night for us so when you give in don t give up there s never next time for better luck it s crime to accept that kind of talk so lead me to water and watch me walk i ll put a circle into your crops heal blind bare feet make wine hang cross bare feet and hang cross they make messiahs they can think higher than your puny thoughts they ve never ever been sad they re a curtain they re hiding certain twists in the plot to keep you within their grasp and you re hooked you re just a page in the book your attention s piqued and you drool at the edge of your seat we were a pox on the lobe of their hive brain we spun them like a globe we were a box we were cured we were stripped of the compass for sure when i say home i mean the planet i m from i mean the tandem moons hung at night who needs sunlight at all so keep them cornered until i call we dip fast we leave this blue ball and saw their crooked grins from their crooked jaws haha they retreat now we creeped them out yeah they re retreating now young thing you re sickly we are remedies young thing are you hurt we are elixirs yeah you and me yeah you and me you and me anti you and me antibodies