every time you take those steps to walk out of my door i get the same response to daily life as i have had before the gusty winds of ice, the sappy pine; the winter holds me dim to all the lonesome walks and solo talks before you entered in
the drawn out time in late replies the wine and button mashing (why not today) so short in mingling, always going away (do come and play) but if i formed right verve in what to say (what a cakewalk) oh, how i'd ask you to stay
we're both dancing fine in rhythm time to pixel stretching arms you hold out fanciful, intransigent, electric blue in charm you mold in tandem to those ribbons, shoes, bracelets that calm the cold a list of twenty teas, torn fishnet knees, those memories untold
the calling chime in missed replies the fights and monster mashing (why not today) so quick in leaving, always farther away (do come and play) but if i schemed right words at how i sway (what a cakewalk) oh, how i'd beg you stay