Love Underground

Now Keely waits it out
Well, she's only young enough for somethings
Healing the sick and dumb
In low on the radar, the smoking gun

We're moving fast enough to function
Fast enough to function
Maybe it's me 'cause
I seem to think in twos and threes

So find your open door
In through the skin-tight sound
And keep that love underground

Busy scenery
So transfixed on transparent things
An eye for her tiger a bee for her bloom
She crosses her fingers and crosses the room

So catch your salted tears
Before they hit the ground
And keep that love underground