A steady heart, beats an ancient tune
On a planet with a moon
Heart on heart
Stack them two by two
Under stars that twinkle through
This city's skin is beige
Industrial beige
The thieves all paid their ways out of the poems and off the page
And then some take the stage
So if you need anything holler
Just know I'm a patient too here
You can tell
By my wild wide eyes
Who the f*ck has wide eyes
But those of who stare at skies with our mouths open wide
Staring at the sun
A rolling winter day
The seams of the sky opened blowing breeze across the bay
And night swallowed the day
And I could not steal the ceilings from your eyes
And I could not steal the ceilings from your eyes
And I could not steal the ceilings from your eyes
But if I felt alive
And I did not feel so gray
Like southern electric skies where the busses all run late
With filament and chalk and one hand to erase
I'd borrow half her smile and trace it to my face
And I could not steal the ceilings from your eyes
But I feel you could lift them up sometime
But I feel you could lift them up sometime
But I feel you could lift them up sometime