He Poos Clouds - Owen Pallett

But hey, hey, all the boys I have ever loved have been digital

I’ve been a guest on a screen, or in a book

I move him with my thumbs, I move him with my thumbs

I write his name in nothing, he whispers to the author

That I will be the only one

Escape!

Escape!

This time, for real!

We fool around in the service lane

He’s the only friend I have who doesn’t do cocaine

And all the boys I have ever loved have been confidential

Had a broken home, or a seedy past

So I know, I know it’s gonna last

Move him with my thumbs, I move him with my thumbs

He needs, he needs my guidance, he needs, he needs my time

And I am not the only one

He swam!

To the edge!

Of the wall!

Of the world!

Followed my, followed my voice!

And he cried!

«Master!

The answer is maybe, maybe not!

Maybe not!

Maybe not!

I have goals!

Gotta fulfill the seven prophecies

Gotta be a friend to grandmother

Gotta rescue Michael from the White Witch

Gotta find and kill my shadow self

Gotta dig up every secret seashell

You may have been made for love

But I’m just made."