The Soft Machine - The Slip

Love is homeless

Where is

Love is shapeless

Who needs

Love is dangerous

Love is true

The more you give the soft machine

The more you give the song

I would live for you with all my

Give to you with all my

Daggers and swollen kisses

And so that is proof that love is death

There’s no ear that would or could Listen to all there is to say

About small wooden toys

Or broken shells, tiny bells or songs about a lady

The more you clean the soft machine

The more you lead me on

I would live for you with all my

Give to you with all my

Daggers and swollen kisses

And so I think that that is proof that love is death