These Arms Are Snakes Deer Lodge
Stop this sitting on an overdressed feeling
On a morning come down it seems so unfitting
Be caught in a waste lite only by me in this into the
sea
An early malnourished
A false in misplacement of dry eyes
Shows too much of me
Coming or am I going
The city light's too bright to save me or be seen
It's all in this place, that's something of value
That you, you're enemy
It's all in the song, it's all that's in me
Your eyes too deep to be seen
Hum me along
Take me there where it seems fit
At least you're in then out
You come around and I use my mouth
It's a slow build and you've built it well
The eyes shot a perfect pitch
It's all in the distance
All in the time and time moves slow
It's not in the moment
These moments they lapse
But this will stay here with me
Dropped, picked it up
Put it back down
You've seen the low tides
You're the fine line and I've drawn my face
And you're the north and south
Sky and ground and move your signs
Wind speech, pillows and sheets
Mouth speech clicking clocks
It's not in the moment
These moments they lapse
But this will stay here
In a moment of absence alone on a mattress in an old
room
Despite any distance, moment or instance
You know it's here, here with me
