Hybrid - Salt

Ooooh... Burn in the distance, I can see the shape--it won't be long 'til you do something mean I heard the wind whisper something to my mind I feel feverish, a little bit stretched beneath my skin It's the moment before when something stops and something begins, I can taste salt on your skin I have found another place to play And slowly and steadily, I am falling away And so I'm finding I'm getting the right thing And finally you are losing your head I always wanted to taste the bittersweet and you're swept away. Ooooh... Birds and days torment the hours, induce my shape On other matters bring me air to breathe and let me feel salt in my hair And I feel feverish, a little bit stretched beneath my skin It's the moment where the fair days end... Yeah, I can taste salt on your skin You have found a better place to play And, slowly and steadily, are falling away And I'm finding I'm getting the right thing And finally you are losing your head You always wanted to the taste the bittersweet and you're swept away Oh, I will be rolled over and over You're getting pulled down underwater And as the bittersweet digs in, I can taste salt on your skin. Ooooh...