We are star eyed and moon faced
In pyjamad three legged race
We buy deserts and sell oceans
We float knowledge on emotion

We’re always doing the last thing we should do
We’re always doing the last thing we should do
Like falling in love
Over and over
Falling in love
On treasure days

We’re atomic and eternal
In the sun heart that will burn us all
We lose hiding and win showing
Awake wondering asleep knowing

We’re always doing the last thing we should do
We’re always doing the last thing we should do
Like falling in love
Over and over
Falling in love
Over and over again
Falling in love
Over and over
Falling in love
On shipwreck days