Blurry (Part i), like Headlights through Eyelashes
The dawn and the evening Pull together like a vice Shortening my day to a dull forest fire on the horizon Shortening my curfew to a moment When there’s nothing left of you but an aroma
Three feet of snow And four weeks of shows to go Cities made of solitude blinking at me from the skyline Blinking like an iris in the evening When I’m sleepy and the road sounds like your breathing
Pharmacies flicker in a bruised purple nighttime Headlights drift like lanterns through kaleidoscopes between my eyelids Retracing places where I used to kiss you Makes it that much easier to miss you
Another southern town Seven down and seven more to go Will we reunite with you wanting me or nothing of me Darling, just the way I talk about you Hastens my ability to doubt you
I have never missed anybody I knew I wouldn’t see again And do you think I’d ever let this happen If I thought I could only be your friend
I don’t know you I know you I know you I just never know what you are gonna say
I don’t know you I know you I know you I just never know what you are gonna say