Waiting On Design

The memories in waves of stamps and your blood
Before the last one got home
I abdicate, continue to need you
Hold me down, imagine I am all

Come back
Maybe we should stay for
One more drop of something
I love to watch that nothing come
I'm waiting on design

Picturing you moving on
Juju man made out of one hundred per cent pure granite
No one wants to look at themselves
Through the faces they have stranded
Two-two, two-four, let me inside all at once
Or twice, or once or twice
What d'you think?

Come back
Maybe we should stay for
One more drop of something
I love to watch that nothing come
I'm waiting on design
Picturing you moving on