The Conversation

tonight is a perfect disaster of a ratio of two days

in your mouth is just perfectly shaped

to say the wrong things to me

this bed is a perfect example

that relations are to blame

I feel certain this ones on my own conversation is to blame you

found the way to circle

and cover the sky moderation's to blame

I feel the course is black and the compass is worn

i feel the conversation gone away

I feel certain that once was enough

ill keep it right here close to base

I'm feeling star sick and tired of this constellation

ill keep it right here and far away

you found the way dionysus burning

you feel around what they say you try to walk right down

to this world dreams under cost

what they say you try to walk right down to this world

kissed lovers lost

what they say you try to walk right down to this world

you're sold boxed and locked on time lips locked

and lined is what they say you try to walk right down to this world

suits under line what they say as

and I clearly walk right down to this world

to talk to you one last time tin covered call is mine

with clicks from the rusted line

sin colored call is mine

delivered on other side burn down the river

feel I divorce your kind

then I just burn down the river feel

I divorce your kind feel I default on myself

feel I've got to divorce some kind

feel across myself

then I finally wake up

and I finally found your kind

then I sit silent for some time

then I just burn down the river

then I sit silent for some time