I'd Like A Truce Songtext
von the Microphones

I′d like a truce, I'd like to kiss you in your sleep
I′d like a kingdom that I survey with a queen
Where we could grow up and admit the water's deep
I like the truth, I like to wake up from deep sleep in a heap,
I'd like to birth this babe in me in your bathtub, warm and wet
Make room for me, ′Cause why shouldn′t I live as God in a glowing canyon?
Hm?
My life could be a fruit bowl with my hand in
Stuck with arrows, tarred and feathered, in a tiger's jaw,
Loving, living raw,
I′ll get my truce through open stares and steady, open palms