I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open
And fixes all of life´s mistakes
I wanna be the house that you were raised in
The only place that you feel safe
I wanna be your shower in the morning
That wakes you up and makes you clean
I know I´m just the weather against your window
As you sleep through a winter´s dream
Something´s churning the earth
Something´s stirring the sky.
Every color at once in a column of light.
Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide
The worm in my heart is the apple of your eye.
Don´t adore what is impossible
We have built this ship in a wine bottle
If we knew how it worked we would have to grow old.
Something´s eating at you,
Wakes you up in the night
If you´re digging the past
Who knows what you´ll find
Read the newspaper print off the microfiche slide
And you´re holding your breath
For the rest of your life
Don´t you love what is intangible
I have built this ship in a wine bottle
But if you knew who I was
You would never grow old