You Masculine You - Lambchop

The shape of the sun ah, pretty ways pretty ways and 
Things to come 

When this day is done you will collapse collapse into 
(the funnel of) my arms 

And as always they're not strong And as always you 
Do believe and as always I'm very wrong about the cut 
Above the bleed 

April she finds the sugar time and so slow, syrupy yeah 
She'd be inside you shed away a shadow as we go 

And you know, it's not bad and I'm so into the blue And 
It's so, like goofy said I just fly above the few 

The last thing we do turn our heads around, closer to 
The ground, you're falling 

You and your masculine you forever benched sitting by 
The dirty window 

Coda 

Though this seems to be a drag you skirt around the 
Thing that's comfortable purple peppers dirty rags make 
Your life albeit more portable to turn around to follow 
Me don't follow me don't follow me don't follow me