No Knife Heavy Weather
i remember you laughing the days were much colder "i'll wait til you come up
for air" and thieves made a killing unlocked all the buildings and i showed
up late- too late to meet you there. outside your room still wet from the
rain as if you'd mistaken me for a stranger slipped back the curtain (drawn
from inside) your face was a mask.
carry on dancing a hand on your shoulder we looked as if nothing would change
but off to my left and deep in your thoughts a vision of something- a
separate exchange. i remember you laughing the days were much colder your
face was a mask, bone skin and hair and thieves made a killing they emptied
the buildings and i showed up too late to meet you there.
did you get what you want?
sent it up over the top,
just a couple of strange ideas
did you get what you want?
sent it up over the top-
heavy weather all along...
