Air - Royal Trux

Woke up in the hazy shade

Of a rusty dusty down

To find that I had crushed the mind

Of one who from beyond the highway comes

Those legs were looking back at me

Wasn’t this the version I was meant to see?

I can’t remember what the hell she said

To think about a place of mystery

Air, air, air, air, air, air

Air, air

I love you

Air, air, air, air, air, air

Air, air

She needs it too

The hook-up kids don’t know don’t care

They keep their secrets down upon the stair

The river floats in gambling holds

Made for the troubadour on a dare

He’s the one from the movie screen

He’s the one who knows the goal is never feel

He’s the gun and the magazine

It’s the one you know but it just won’t say when

Air, air, air, air, air, air

Air, air

I love you

Air, air, air, air, air, air

Air, air

She needs it too

Air, air, air, air, air, air

Air, air

She needs it too