Raido

He’s altered since the spring I thought you should know
We can get the implications and these sentiments outgrown
But nobody needs to worry on this little red book I am sold
I am a space suit in a heart-shaped continent now
Equal to Shiva then I began to prostitute myself
I’ve turned a rainbow on to shift back to consequence
I need not understand it
He’s altered since I took him from my museum wall
Fell over on a train talking to my sentiments outgrown
I do not harm myself over his beauty anymore
It’s just a space suit in a heart-shaped continent now
Equal to Jesus when we all began to prostitute ourselves
I’ve turned to Raido for a shift back to consequence
Who need understand it?
From all other worlds I refuse to withdraw
But I’m clutching, anointing, little boys made of…
Who do I need to tell?
Why do I care who knows?
Who need understand?
I believe I have changed
Need understand the error in my way?
It’s always the voices I choose to ignore
Brazen indifference or a peach-coloured squall
No love, it never came
But in great affection I hold him in a space suit
Equal to Jesus but he’d rather prostitute himself
I’ve turned to Raido
You need not understand it
You need not understand