Tan Line (Like Passing Through a Wall) - Single Mothers

Spread out softly in some form of time

Who you and I were subscribe

To a piece of universe, to an unanswered call

And I keep searching, like passing through a wall

Like passing through a wall

Like passing through a wall

Ooh, yeah, you lost me in that blast beat

I’m hot and basking in all of that transacting

Soaking up the tension, let the energy collect

He’s like, «Give me a little now, man, and you know that I’ll be back»

But you can’t trust a hippie with a tan line

You can’t expect to get a whole lot outta that guy

Passing through a wall, a part of this seems corrupt

I must have missed a couple pages as this world collected dust

Spread out softly somewhere in your mind

Where pieces of who you and I were collide

We knew it when we started

You’re the wind and I’m the chime

Yeah, spread a little farther out this time

Yeah, I found a portal

Yeah, it’s on the corner

You give a guy a couple bucks

And then he goes and shows ya

Spread out softly and subtle like the pines

Yeah, the distance between you and I combine

You’re the seed, and I’ll grow with you in time

An arrangement made deep in love and spite

Sweating like an athlete

You should have hung me out to dry

I’m not sure if what I’m seeing

Is real or just the high

Ooh, yeah, you lost me in that trash heap

Baking and laughing at all of the surroundings

Choking on the tension with the power I got left

He’s like, «Give me a little more, man, come on, you know just where I’m at»

But you can’t trust a dreamer with a bass line

You’re not gonna get a whole lotta cash outta that guy

Passing through the walls, unafraid to interrupt

A passive world that just wants to collect dust, uh

What?