Two Spaces — Frank Black

This gravity

Is feeling like a tether

I want to want to be

So high above the weather

All frequency around

Without a sound

And theres today

And theres two spaces

And too many places

Not to go to

This big old sea

Is feeling like a pleasure

I look cautiously

At all the falling treasure

With some frequency

It comes down

Without a sound

And theres today

And theres two spaces

And too many places

Not to go to