First Day Of Somersaults - Sivert Høyem

Bonnie gone to the moon

Bonnie gone to the far side of the moon

I had best protect her from the cold

The curtain’s been lifted, our senses are slow

Sure, people will spit

But it don’t hurt so much when you

You’ve done a line or two

I’ll be the first to tell you that we really had it all

Now we’re slippin' but we don’t fall

There must be someone we could call

We’re pulling faces at the sun with that moon on the run

Well I’m thankful you took me from the city and out to the sea

My hands in my pockets, your hands on the wheel

You speed like a rocket, foot flat on the steel

Sure I’d try and steal your heart away

If I wasn’t bound to let it go

In a few moments or so

You got a lot of balls to drive a car in that state your in

Sure makes me wonder where you been

Up until now, where have you been?

You should come see us some time

You’re just so good to be around

Cool water chilled me through

Surely you must have seen that too

I went in to impress you

I’m sure that you knew

My shoulders are shaking, my knuckles are blue

And all along the cove, the seabirds flap their wings and fly

And it’s now I could try and catch your eye

Oh I let your blank eyes wander

Oh I am cold and I wanna go home

Home passed the frozen trees

And the black-marketeers

The vanity and the speed

The powder and the weed

Home from the water and the breeze to our positions and our needs