I'll be
the grapes fermented
bottled and served
With the table set
in my finest suit
like a perfect gentlemen
I'll be
the fire escape
that's bolted
to the ancient brick
Where you will sit
and contemplate your day
I'll be
the water-wings
that save you
If you start drowning
in an open tab
When your judgement's
on the brink
I'll be the phonograph
that plays your
favorite albums back
As you're lying there
drifting off to sleep
I'll be
the platform shoes
undo what heredity's
done to you
You won't have
to strain to look
into my eyes
I'll be
your winter coat
buttoned and zipped
straight to the throat
With the collar up
so you won't
catch a cold
I want to take you far
from the cynics
in this town
And kiss you
on the mouth
We'll cut
our bodies free
from the tethers
of this scene
Start a brand new colony
Where everything
will change
We'll give ourselves
new names
identities erased
The sun will
heat the grounds
Under our bare feet
in this brand new colony
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Everything will change
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh