Propeller Seeds

Propeller seeds

Corridor scene

Talk on, walk out

It took me a minute my mind was on other things

Oh, but you got me at "Paris"

I must be coming down with

Something to be thinking this

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And leaves from my fingertips

Unfurl

Where does this story go?

Queue, food

Drink up, continue

We float in tandem past name tags

And shaking hands

Immune to the hubbub of others

We're deep in discussion the party's on mute

Oh whoa, whoa

Our bubble's got it covered

(Whoo, whoo, woo ooh)

You want me?

Well, you've got me

It doesn't have to be today

I can't believe I said that out loud

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And there are leaves from my fingertips

Unfurling

What does this story...

Know?

Wedding rings and children

Are all the good ones taken?

Rickshaw, disco

Goodnight kiss, oh

Cold shower

Calm me for sweet

Dreams of him

Where does this story go?

(Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo)

What does this story know?

(Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo)

What does this story hold...

For us?