Madrid

Antoine and Birdskull grew up in an oak tree their voice wild squalls of sitars in heat jaguars in their hair champagne ocean out their window museums of strange dreams stretched out from here to Tokyo.

Antoine and Birdskull, Supernova's ignite from their skin's starlight you and I were always meant to be together you and I will live and we will die together.

Antoine and Birdskull's mother left when they were four sold everything she owned locked them behind the bathroom door.

Now they roam the streets steal moans from lovers while they're sleeping harvest the crashing sounds of taxi's smashing into buildings

Supersonic rain won't stop