From the album Object Permanence by Mutts
Lost at sea in her stormy company
yeah, but she’s the only motion I got.
Somehow I still feel like an island
although my baby’s got me landlocked.
Unfulfilling is love without sin,
unfulfilled is a lust fueled by gin.
But every moment in a love hung over
is better than alone in sober.
you’re stepping on the sun
whenever it shines
in my sky.
Oh, but I need you.
You’re just like the rain
on soil too dry;
I have to have you.
You’re so uncivilized…
When I feel it’s a morning to mend
she’s left a train ticket on the counter again.
I take a step – but a pawn to a queen –
when she says she might be leaving on the 3:19.
I heard it in the morning,
heard it ’round 2…
I heard it from her mother,
now I know that we’re through.
But in the evening
skin aglow in silhouette…
she’s beauty like a storm after a day bathed in sweat.