To bare it down to be in flight, to bare it down to be in flight 

It wasn't about me it was only a stone in my shoe 

Then worries came to perch on us 

Impatience and a painted bust

I kept you close to me close to my ear 



We set out once with folded shirts, with hairy chest and well rehearsed 

I want it all, I want it all for myself 

I'll set it right between your eyes 

Your shoulder blades, your running knife 

I want it all, I want it all for myself



Improving all the time, I am 

Improving as I kiss the hem 

I promise I won't be a trouble at all

For I'm okay, I'm in the red 

Impressions of the unmade bed 

You cradled close to me, close to my ear



We set out once forget our shirts with hairy chests and well rehearsed 

I want it all I want it all for myself

Out in the earth I smell of you 

Of bathing boy, amazing you 

I want it all, I want it all for myself