ContoursnWhere did they cut you fromnI get tense sitting 'roundnIt's quiet not nA new kindnessnComes through eyeletsnFrom a dream i guessnBut i wasn't real too i guessnnSemi-streetsnWhere they put me to sleepnI was mesmerizednBy all the little nicknamesnnSemi-streetsnCunning sent the sweet heart backnYeah I can get you there alrightnFreedom they say it costs but I just let go and then i floated off