Boniface Waking Up In Suburbia
Isn't it marvelous the way we left our old bodies behind
In a city I'm a stranger to
Alone with you, I lost my mind
It was cold in your car
As we both came down
I wasn't looking for a light
But the lightening helped
You're such a storm cloud
Early August with the tv on
And the windows open wide
It feels like I never left
But this empty bed keeps me in line
I thought about your car in a cul-de-sac
Checked down the hall
You bit my lips
Stopped me there and said, "You're such a storm cloud"
But I know you like the back of my hand
It's not like I'm trying to kiss you
But it's not like we never have
Spent the summer just losing my head
I f..cking need you
But mostly I just need some rest
