Waiting on Design

The memories in waves of stamps and your blood Before the last one got home I abdicate, continue to need you Hold me down, imagine I am all Come back Maybe we should stay for One more drop of something I love to watch that nothing come I'm waiting on design Picturing you moving on Juju man made out of one hundred per cent pure granite No one wants to look at themselves Through the faces they have stranded Two-two, two-four, let me inside all at once Or twice, or once or twice What d'you think? Come back Maybe we should stay for One more drop of something I love to watch that nothing come I'm waiting on design Picturing you moving on