Emily Bate - Paperbacks lyrics

The fall, o o Sleeping with the dictionary Then the snow, o Falls like pages If i could if i would if you asked me any questions Blooming from my head the sun with its dry definition Even so, o o The world i know is full of holes We woke, o o In an ocean on the tv Walked slow, o Across the papery sand Melting through, wet feet glued Faces locked in two dimensions Bound up by 4 sides of our conceits & self-inventions Even so The world i know is full of holes The world i know is full of cracks & that's where my beloveds go Dangling their paperbacks