Aniseed

Lyrics

Broken streets on broken hands Fought too hard to comprehend Passing feelings flying overhead Messing the thoughts, you and the things to be said Yeah, can you see the steam Taste of Aniseed Pacing around leaving air to breathe Left off sense too far to x-ray beams Lifting away in the fields of green Excuses fighting time to creep Yeah, can you see the steam Taste of Aniseed Broken streets on broken hands Fought too hard to comprehend Passing feelings fly overhead Messing the thoughts, you and the things to be said