Lyrics
What's your northern soul?
What's your neighbor called?
Do you know his name?
Does he even know that coupled lines will bend two leaves swimming in a pond.
"if thou call'st for more"
Look within the works of donne.
Your form has slipped away
Come on discorporate.
Got your northern soul.
Got your shortened smile to behead the frame from the shade inside
Tapered lines that will bend.
Two leaves swimming in a pond
The first to reach the shore is the first to leave the frond.
Your form has slipped away
Come on discorporate.
