03 - Relax

In the crowd in the city,
that everyone looks bored
is surely my fault.

The feeling that anything can happen
is sung by the giant ovehead monitor,
but I can't hear it.

Gently take me away.
Stars and words and neon.
I want you to be the storyteller.
Now, now.
I've been waiting for you.
My palms, lo, are cold.
Relax, relax, relax, relax.
But you can't relax.

Through the crowds of the city,
flying low on your back,
I feel like I'm in a different country.
No one can catch up to you.
You give me 10,000 kisses.
And you wash it all away,
like strong alcohol.

You'll take me away.
I'll be the wrong color.
I'll wake up drunk sooner or later.
Right now, right now.
I can go anywhere I want to go.
The palm of my hand is yours.
Relax, relax, relax, relax.
See, you can't relax.

Up, up, up, my hand on a star (in the night sky).
Down, down, down, I'll lie down with you (in the grass).
Up, up, up, my hands are on the stars (Touch me).
Stay, stay, stay, stay by my side again tonight.

Gently take me away.
The page of the story,
turn it with your hand.
Now, now
I'm tearing up.
It's all yours.
Relax, relax, relax, relax
No, you can't relax.