Call me disruptive, say i break your concentration 
 familiar patterns, like waves that break too fast 
 what do you do when it's so brand new that it kills you? 
 came on too strong, couldn't stand it slow, 
 now I know 
 she can knock me back like a champ 
 disembodied ringlets from hair that look like yours 
 call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending 
 she barely fits inside my head, but I feel something 
 every element but one is in my thrall 
 stop traffic as I lie down in your footpath 
 like a simile I paint suggestive pictures 
 disembodied ringlets from hair that looked like yours 
 call me the looming shapes of winter dusk impending 
 call me freaky 
 call me childish 
 call me Ishmael 
 just call me back 
 call me back 
 call me back and I'll follow you around 
 I forget what my friends look like and they forget why they like me 
 but that's old hat. 
 I'm so happy. 
 how do you write about that? 
 Disembodied ringlets...