Desire Lines

It's raining in this room And it's so hot outside this room I don't know no one here I don't want to be here in this room We hold parties in our sleep We fill ourselves up in our sleep And I'll heal you when you're ill Though it's hard keeping still in our sleep Pries the hair out of her mouth Whilst the circus is heading south While we search in the sand, don't ask them to understand Why they cover up their hands and their mouths