crows wouldn’t leave us alone
tapping a morse code warning
on the window in the morning:
“don’t go so soon”

woke up from a dream at gunpoint
I was dismantling the weapon, what a dangerous thing to step into
I smelled your shampoo and I missed you
are you remembering what’s best?
distance is so well-dressed

chorus:
pressing your ribcage as a fuel gauge
how long will you last?
walking your bed with a wandering head
and a humming in my hips that won’t let me sleep

oh and weather takes its toll
I’m afraid of ladders but the paint is chipping and old
put on another coat of white
it will show through what does not sit right

chorus


©2004, Music and Lyrics by Layah Jane Singer-Wilson