The Skin Surf - Tera Melos

that’s too many for one head

free radicals got me wondering

there’s no trace of science fiction around

oh no, far too usual

I went out of my way

to find out something strange

and outside of space

so unusual

trees are smarter when they transmit

the sound of our dispatchers

signals strung out when it’s dancing

around plastic branches

all my friends will try and say

all the time was wasted for nothing

you would only have tasted

the skin’s surface

it goes deep

heads are frozen

cryo frozen

along five billion buckets

of sauce and water

we’re not fucking around

bored point of waiting

so I went out of my way

to find out something strange

and outside of space

so unusual

gone is our way in

what is intangible

still

waiting up all night

it is impossible

all my friends will try and say

all my friends will try and say