Give Them A Token

Disappear in complete disarray; reaffirm what our grandfathers say.
Love the kisses that I’ll be sending you, play the rhythm that I’m pretending
to.
Take the time to find out why I bowed out…
I was flat on my own, my darling; fought the lessons of grace for so long…
When your trip’s only five meters long, and you find you’ve been grown all
along,
Join the living innoxious lullabies; only sleeping cabróns could sympathize.
Only they could forget their consciousness…
I was flat on my own, my darling; fought the lessons of grace for so long…
You can’t stop laughing if you can’t stop falling.
It makes you wonder whether he is calling.
Give them a token, give them a token to play…
Phone stops ringing when I play your number.
No bad loving could pervade my slumber.
Give them a token, give them a token to play…
Minor love can be shorn like a scarf…
Fairy tales are beheld to depart…
You can’t stop laughing if you can’t stop falling.
It makes you wonder whether he is calling.
Give them a token, give them a token to play…