Passing Through The Turnstile Lyrics

It's one drink for her paintings, it's another for the sea

Then you're shipwrecked in the beauty of her ambiguity

That's how she plays her hand, you must grasp it twice

A dreamer's fingers warm from throwing ice-cold dice

Street café overlooking the changing tide

She finds wisdom in the wine, love's a journey not a ride

Then you're riding trains, knee touching knee

Night anchors in strange waters, it's a dare to swim free

Your city is on fire, can't see where the line begins

Jesus took the lock off heaven's door

Not sure your key fits in

She makes you think she's in control

She makes the neon dance and weave

The meaning of her words gets lost in the tempo of the way she breathes

You want it all but in the meanwhile

You're passing through the turnstile

On your way to the "D"

Hello, goodbye, I'll text you now and then

Weeks have gone by and we were closer than we should have been

Can't disconnect what you feel, it's a quick death but it's slow

Sometimes you can't hold on when you can't let go

Love knows how to wing it, then it learns how to fly

There's a sadness when she brings it

Trapped and too personal to pry

You're waiting for love injected beneath your sleeve

So you can rid your blood of yearning for something too unreal to believe

You want it all but in the meanwhile

You're passing through the turnstile

On your way to the "D"