No Red Indian Songtext

In a place where no one knows
I secede whilst next door low and behold
A girl is waiting pleasantly placing
Animals through my hair and hers
I have no complaints to restrain me
The ship has gone to places far gone
She will follow, elegant strides
Forget-me-nots, thunder in my guts
You are the custodian of your own stomach
And all that's in it