yes i know it's addictive
unhealthy and improbable
but there's the rain and there's my throat also
just trying to clean the duties left undone
we could just begin to mend
or mold into new shapes
whatever we'll do we'll do it together
it doesn't scare me
to catch you staring
it doesn't matter if i can go on for days
about how i think you saw through someone elses' eyes
rooftops and bandcamps and sour sleeping eyes
sour sleepless nights
they seem so far from real to me now