Willy Porter Cut The Rope
She gave me a map for free
With a layout of the graveyard
Said time is short, here's my key
Meet me out back when it gets dark
Well, I never count on nothing
But I leave my windows open
And I'd follow the trail of her loves' scent
Like a hound dog under the yellow moon
Because after all, we're falling forward
Fear is gone, at least for now
Laugh along at our reflections
Let's cut the rope and run
I watched her walk across the fire
And offer herself to the tide
She eats her dreams like marmalade now
And tries to heal herself inside
She says we are all falling forward
Falling into the rising sun
It won't be long before we're long gone
Let's cut the ropes and run
It won't be long, it's such a short run
She laughs and cries at the cuts and scrapes
Like an actress in an Italian play
Walks off the fall and sways to a distant rhythm
She's on the shoreline
With her face caught in the waves
Now she's standing at my front door
She's like a Mona Lisa overdrive
Fool with a goddess by his side
In out of the wild blue
Luckier than I deserve to be
Guess we're all falling forward
Falling into the rising sun
Feeling strong enough to fall down
Fear is gone, at least for now
Gonna sing our song up to the streetlights
To the dirty windows that line our streets
When morning comes and we haven't slept yet
Indira sings her siren songs to me
Cops move us along, but they can't reach us
Or stop the music that's playing in our heads
It won't be long before we're long gone
It's such a short run after all
Gonna cut the ropes and run
