Letra de Sensory Belt

I glance across the other seats upon the bus
And gaze off to the west
We breathe the same air; pumped through the jets in our chests
When the tigers were in full bloom, it kept our numbers low
I was born in a surgery ward, ate melons though the Algonquin snows

The painters dip themselves into the sensory belt
Collecting symbols of stars
Its not how it looked but how it felt; we held the tree up by her arms

But dovetails are just dovetails
And we′re not doves any longer
The tigers have lulled our U-Boats
And approach our illuminated shores