Ingenue - Atoms For Peace

You know like the back of your hand

Who let em in You got me into this mess so You get me out.

You know like the back of your hand

Your bell jar.

Your collection.

Ingenue.

You get me into this mess.

Fools rushing in, yeah,

And they know it.

The seeds of the dandelion you know blow away.

In good time, I hope, I pray.

If I’m not there now physically,

I’m always before you

Come what may.

And you know it.

Fools rushing in Yeah

Well you know it.

Who let them in?

Yeah

Well you know it Gone with a touch of your hand

Gone with a touch of your hand

Move through the moment

Though it betrays

Transformations

Jackals and flames

If I knew now

What I knew then

Just give me more time

I hope and pray

I mistake all you say

The seeds of the dandelion you blow away