Paroles de Dislocating

Form in november Home with no members Capturing rain in a tarp Air full of leaving Walls just for leaning Lamp shades and shapes in the dark Put your mouth next to mine and keep me alive Boxes and bags That chair from your dad One anxious cat on the sill The truck will be fine Don't wait and don't whine All fabrics turn into sails Put your mouth next to mine and keep me alive Worn shaggy carpet Two bedrooms no heart It was always headed to pain Time trips on past So empty your glass It'll hurt but it's always the same Put your mouth next to mine and keep me alive Coffee stains, bed sheets Gravel roads, john keats, Car in the driveway again Remodeled kitchen Keys in the ignition When did now become then Put your mouth next to mine and keep me alive