[Verse 1]

Propeller seeds

Corridor scene

Talk on, walk out

It took me a minute, my mind was on other things

Oh, but you got me at “Paris”

I must be coming down with something to be thinking this

[Chorus 1]

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And leaves from my fingertips

Unfurl

Where does this story go?

[Post-Chorus]

Queue, food

Drink up

Continue

[Verse 2]

We float in tandem, past name tags and shaking hands

Immune to the hubbub of others

We're deep in discussion, the party's on mute

Our bubble's got it covered

You want me? Well, you've got me

It doesn't have to be today

I can't believe I said that out loud

[Chorus 2]

What's happening here?

I'm growing roots through my toes

And there are leaves from my fingertips

Unfurling

What does this story know?

[Bridge]

Wedding rings, children

Are all the good ones taken?

Rickshaw, disco

Goodnight kiss

Oh, cold shower

Calm me for sweet dreams of... him

[Outro]

Where does this story go?

What does this story know?

What does this story hold... for us?