Take these seven plastic things, sacraments to you and me
Retire to the sky. I'll take my leave into the sea
Maybe we're not innocent even if you like it better than what we believed
I know how to build a hole higher than the one we know
You first saw it in a dream. You told me in a palindrome
Maybe we're not innocent even if you like it
Oh, I know you'd trade your kingdom for one just like it
I know they told us, down the road there's no one to love us
I know they told us, at the end there's no one to love us