Tunnel Kings Gravity Will Crush Us
At your parents' beach house you slept next to me like a
patient on a gourney. I watched gravity hold you down as
you sleep. Slipping shoes over bare feet, 3 a.m., walking
clumsily down to the beach. Stumbling from the lack of
sleep, the alcohol wore off but we still felt so free.
Drunken college kids mistake us for friends, I'll sit
back and let them. We can matter to someone and the waves
will pull the sand out to sea. Gravity will crush us
someday.