kitchens of distinction
the 3rd time we opened the capsule
Go good and gentle men  I'm falling asleep again.  Take my sins and take my tablets Have these notions culled from oceans (of experience).  Hide them well in fear I'll abuse them wake up with an unchanged whim.  Take my sins and take my tablets Have these notions culled from oceans.  The third time we opened the capsule everything went.....  Here sings the innocent  He's turning water into brine.  Take my words and take my language Have these notions culled from oceans.  Hide them well and let them rust Falling asleep with more to trust.  Take my words and take my language Take my words and take my language.  The third time we opened the capsule everything went.....  I want a light to shine in my eye Holding secrets in controlled flight to make it easy Breathing big take these truths and dig dig dig.  