Socks and pants Spinning in the street Nothing will be As it use to be Spinning night and day Passers-by can't Comprehend Pretending not to see I wanna get out of town I wanna sleep in the woods In the icy flu of moss Despite the forbidden signs To go in deep To get lost Me and my boyfriend Counting the lines That cut the blue Spitting cherry stones Opening-closing our eyes Looking up at the sky Sky with clouds Sky with plane lines I wanna hang my hat On the top of a tree Like once before Me and my boyfriend Counting the lines That cut the blue Spitting cherry stones Opening-closing our eyes Looking up at the sky Sky with clouds Sky with plane lines