Air-Conditioned Infinite Dream - The Moving Van Goghs

Air-Conditioned Infinite Dream Lyrics

Jesus Christ waves and smiles
from a bathroom mirror,
but he can't hear us.
Katy did, but she won't admit
that she cried
for the pain on the other side.
We could be dead for all I know
Out of our heads till tomorrow
We could be dead for all I know
assuming the nature of shadows.
The ocean hides
all the fish and their lives
in a blanket
of beautiful molecules

I can recall
when the world was so small
with her hair wrapped in wires
looking so tired
We could be dead for all I know
Out of our heads till tomorrow
We could be dead for all I know
assuming the nature of shadows.
We could be dead for all I know
for all I know
for all I know
for all I know