mone Songtext
von Omar Rodríguez‐López

I′m not afraid
To let myself go
And when I sleep this whole entire time when children cry
This hole that's been inside throughout my life
I learn to fill it up with your collisions

The younger ones make me feel old
The more we sleep
The more I fold into existence


Bluish in shadow
Seeking the mountain air
In search of love this whole entire time when weather crumbles
In love with simple things from such collisions

The younger ones make me feel old
The more we sleep
The more I fold into existence
The hollow ones break down like ice
The more we try, the more I fail you

This is ground control to Major Tom
Wait, Tom I′m sorry


The younger ones make me feel old
The more we sleep
The more I fold into existence
The hollow ones break down like ice
The more we try, the more I fail you