Now just move me, two tabs on your tongue I heard the shepherds, I heard the sheep Sleep now, my only one Woken sweethearts, who sleep apart Lost to pine fieldside spines, when the sleep starts And rose to pose, now shush She makes the sound, the sounds he makes To calm me down I am see-through, so slurry, all so thin As I begin rubbing others out, your state washes on my skin And gold That has been got to it, one, two, three, four And rose to pose, now shush She makes the sound, the sounds he makes To calm me down She makes the sound, the sounds he makes I'm tired now Oh Oh Oh She makes the sound, the sounds he makes She makes the sound, the sounds he makes She makes the sound, the sounds he makes She makes the sound, the sounds he makes She makes the sound, the sounds he makes