This is my least favorite life The one where you fly and I don’t The kiss holds a million deceits And a lifetime goes up in smoke
This is my least favorite you Who floats far above earth and stone The nights that I twist on the rack Is the time that I feel most at home We wandering in the shade And the rustle of falling leaves A bird on the edge of a blade Lost now forever, my love, in a sweet memory
The station rolls away from the train The blue pulls away from the sky The whisper of two broken wings May be they’re yours, maybe they’re mine
This is my least favorite life The one where I am out of my mind The one where you are just out of reach The one where I stay and you fly
I am wandering in the shade And the rustle of falling leaves A bird on the edge of the blade Lost now forever, my love, in a sweet memory