Blow Your Nose - múm

The earth moves and the sun keeps still

Bathwater tides come in

Aboard a tent I saw a window bring the joy

The summer miracles roam around

In your belly swim the spores

We bared all for the forest floors

And if you must cry with grief

Blow your nose right on my sleeve

Dreams brush out reality

Sound caresses fingertips

It goes to sing behind your ear

For the one you love, who’s never coming back

In the bathtub swim the spores

We bared all for the forest floors

And if you must cry with grief

Blow your nose right on my sleeve

Blow your nose right on my sleeve

Blow your nose right on my sleeve

Blow your nose, dry it on my sleeve

Blow your nose right on my sleeve