Gone

It seems so long ago that I lived in that building with you
Nowadays I sleep on the rooftop in the arms of insomnia
And wave at you in the morning
When you close the curtains

Ferris Wheel

I feel drunk and dizzy by the endless rides in your arms

Hung out to dry

I watch while you wash my clothes
You look young naked, you say
You hung me out to dry, I say

We both know

I think I know
A way to reach you
When slowly touched
A way to keep you
I think I know
A night to bury you
When slowly killed
A way to lose you

Yeah dog

I assume if I stand still I cannot be chased

Go cry 'bout it, why don't you

I could be in your shoes and you could be in my chair

Wait

If you stay there I will be coming over
While the day is still young
So young it stays
I won't stop untill it's over

(free after Sweet Desposition)