I said to you on the night that we met, "I am not well
Our habits secrete to the sidewalk and street, our civic hell
We covet the dark, share a cab to the park and you let me
Speak of bearings undone, silver hair in the sun
We are only 30% dead and our parents go to sleep early
We destroy all of our esteem and the sunlight starts to shine through the trees
The noise on this block keeps my mind interlocked and unfastened
We struggle shed skin, heavy breath is a deadly assassin
My sister's eyes flood like rivers or wine in your absence
So we echo each song to which you'd sing along
A surrogate hymn and we'll sing it again
And we'll smoke til our pockets are empty
A person cannot live without sleep
And you can't hold up a story so heavy
We tell it so rarely
And in this place I think about you
The spirits and veins that you run through
And in this place I think about you