The sunlight scattered on the cold concrete
As the water started churning in the clouds
The cats were all a-grin with their finch feather fangs
Under the crows nesting in the birdhouse
Shaking rain from the fibers of my borrowed clothes
Twisting tied arm days to end an age
Watching fungus grow over bagged baby pines
Spewing white onto my yellowed page

Like a bat to the breadth of an acid soaked spine
I held her hand down an empty interstate
Offering "haha, Chicago" to a lonesome night
Striking matches over ashes for a flame
Coming down with a stranger on an air mattress
All the bedsheets blooming in the dark
Sprawled in a puddle of self lament
Heaving ocean water up from my gut

On my back pointing fingers at the passing crowd
Waiting for someone to make me clean
'Cause today is a woman with a wedding ring
And tomorrow's just a girl kicking morning off the hotel sheets


Lyrics submitted by salmarnirecho

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