They've taken down the need for the crowds outside

They're heavy in their dreams while the banks open wide

And the diary on the fridge door says otherwise

Saturday was free, but they passed out by night



Crinkled into sheets and a map of the Earth

Slipping into these, where it's safe, undisturbed

They're only batteries when they turn into twine

Whatever makes hers will cover him in time



There is a big world for lovers

Here is a strong thought to cover

Here is a lightweight contrary

As long as hands fold to carry



They're throwing out the seeds and the dirt that covers

Insecurities as they bounce off the layers

And the lowliest of deeds have no room to interfere

A look can be a deed, a look can be too real



Moving through the walls, watch him diving

Touch her by the hair as she walks in



Here is a big world for lovers

Here is a strong thought to cover

Here is a lightweight contrary

As long as hands fold to carry



Here is a big world for lovers

Here is a strong thought to cover

Here is a lightweight contrary

As long as hands fold to carry



Moving through the walls, watch him diving

Touch her by the hair as she walks in



Moving through the walls, watch him diving

Touch her by the hair as she walks in