Subterranean homesick alien

The breath of the morning, I keep forgetting The smell of the warm summer air I live in a town where you can't smell a thing You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement Up above aliens hover Making...

The breath of the morning, I keep forgetting The smell of the warm summer air I live in a town where you can't smell a thing You watch your feet for cracks in the pavement Up above, aliens hover...