Ann The Word Lyrics

In the dream
The car fills up with water
And you and I are kissing just the same
There's no panic to close the windows
There's no panic and no shame

The sea
The frost
We're good and lost but not shivering
And you turn to me and whisper
You and Me, we're fucked, we're free
If we call it fate
It's altready to late
to late

You do one thing and then you do another
And you lay out the life you own
The ocean floor won't ask you any questions
It just sighs and welcomes you down

And we're lost
We're good and lost
But not shivering
And you turn to me and whisper
You and Me, we're fucked, we're free
If we call it fate
It's altready to late
to late