Come up With Me

Cats are in the corner

Thinking yes, it's made of tin

The nip is in the first drawer

It's calling out to him

Rolling over, lay there

Enveloped in your sin

Pawing at the thin air and singing heaven's hymn

Why don't you just come up with me?

Mystery, space, new identity

Crickets rubbing iron

That screech and bow in war

And shout out no solution through Mercury's back door

Why don't you just come up with me?

Mystery, space, new identity

Spiritual disguising the need

Universal picture disease

Copper, silver

Know the metal

Godlike angel hover

Copper, silver

Know the metal

Godlike angel hover

Out there