An inch ahead of the event horizon Your pupils pinpoints and mine gigantic I watch the wind in distant trees (Can we shut the lights, please) The possibilities in standard tuning
Hands have X's, I'm visibly trashed Streetlights flicker on as we pass them You light a Salem you stole from your aunt And you're just so handsome That I have to laugh when
You say the same blood runs through us Me, though, I maintain that I'm different Years passed and I wish I could show you And I wish that I told you
Eleven months and not a word from you But then, out of the Long Dark Blue Like a busted dealer Like a son or daughter You hit the showers And I feel so old when
You say the same blood runs through us Me, though, I maintain that I'm different Years pass and I wish I could show you And I wish that I told you
You say \'gravitational waves move through me\' You sound sedated I ask you what happened Years passed and I wish I could show you Wish I could hold you