Polyester Skin-Jacob Bellens

[00:17.09]In between the magic of the moment [00:20.88]and the hand that holds it all [00:25.19]coming from the paper moon [00:27.57]that hangs above our heads [00:33.27]the light that hits your hair is soft and gentle [00:37.49]like the flowers on the walls [00:41.48]of desert and evacuated old heartbreak hotels [00:49.88]And looking in your eyes I'm trapped [00:52.87]inside a giant sea of neon lights [00:58.12]a tunnel of creation where I end and you begin [01:06.63]your heart is like a locomotive driving patiently into the night [01:14.90]with every single touch I feel it beating from within [01:22.14]your polyester skin [01:40.38]Whether in a coma or a state of total bliss and harmony [01:48.49]I am often feeling like a tourist in my time [01:56.99]no matter how far I walk or wherever I run to chase my dreams [02:05.07]I always end up feeling deaf and dumb and left behind [02:13.39]And looking in your eyes I'm trapped [02:16.16]inside a giant sea of neon lights [02:21.69]a tunnel of creation where I end and you begin [02:29.98]your heart is like a locomotive driving patiently into the night [02:38.42]with every single touch I feel it beating from within [02:46.71]you looking in your eyes I'm trapped [02:49.54]inside a giant sea of neon lights [02:55.05]a tunnel of creation where I end and you begin [03:03.50]your heart is like a locomotive driving patiently into the night [03:11.77]with every single touch I feel it beating from within [03:18.92]your polyester skin