You Have My Time

[Verse 1] It's the angelicum turbulens Look at the mimosa in her residence And it's the things that you know will get to me That are supplement overload in my memory [Verse 2] And late that night The closed-eye cinema A version of you I don't really recall She plucked a pigeon from the grey expanse And twisted its neck with real elegance [Chorus] You have my time Darling And I love your mind as it withers [Verse 3] And it's a plague of locust malignancy A sea of rainbow on the green it sits And that being said As much as I resist Even at its worst Our Universe is bliss [Chorus] You have my time Darling And I love your mind as it withers [Bridge] And that's how it should be I know it doesn't sound that good But to me That's simply how it should be As innocent as woodpigeons in the trees