The Odds - Love of Minds Lyrics

We're not accustomed
So much to this type of discussion
As we are to a different thing
What you bring
To something I don't know about so
Please feel free to tell me
To tell me

[Chorus]
The love of minds
Grows for longer than a lifetime
The love of bodies takes you there

All our outer organs
They just love consorting
The snake, the apple and the rib
They dropped a cell
Somewhere near your heart, and
It started swimming for your head

[Chorus x 2]

Things look awful; good between
You and I, and our vision
It's getting awful close with
Every little decision

[Chorus]