iv, Temple
Dip our hands in colder water, cold like thunder
pulls me under
your father’s breath of hate filled hunger,
his youngest daughter
but tell me words of endless wonder
your mothers calling but we can’t be bothered
to close the door to empty hallways
are we empty always? are we empty always?
Is that all I’m good for? (I really shouldn’t say these things)
Summer flings, backyards
Summer flings, backyards
Two doves in the night
two jobs, get your life right, I can’t
stay till the morning
I move too fast, too slow
Blue eyes in the sunrise
distant in your headlights, I’ve been
stuck in the moment
I move too fast, too slow
Is that all that you look for?
A night out on the upper west side?
inside out on the upper deck with the lights down
I can see you PT cruising with the top down
(I can see those red lights, see you in those red lights)
at the back of the strip mall
I got your mom on your cell phone and I said some things
Is that all I’m good for? (I really shouldn’t say these things)
Summer flings//backyards
Summer flings//backyards
I might just stay, I might just lose my mind
I might just fly down on weekends to play
I might just lose myself
I might just do it like that, get through it like that
am I two doves in the night?
two jobs, get your life right
I can’t stay till the morning
I move too fast, too slow
Blue eyes in the sunrise
distant in your headlights
I’ve been stuck in the moment
I move too fast, too slow