Just say three words to make it better

Please don’t stumble over the adjectives and hesitate on your verbs

I find this odd exclusion from the world a comfort

For sea blue is a perfect taste to describe the pavement you lifted me from

I cannot think worthwhile thoughts while the train passes my house

And the trees are bent in praising positions

For unlikely gods come dressed in rags and show up on front porches

They find homes in the halos of streetlights

And just like us, feel forever cleansed in the lonely rain

Our breath is just a symbol that we're alive

But I can't decide if you could call this living

I walk to the sound of your heartbeats

And this cigarette ash is burning memory upon memory upon memory...

I exaggerate the deaths of strangers much like your lips exaggerate heaven

And the streetlights are out

And the neighbours are closing their shutters

Everything is a mess and the windows reflect anything we all wish we could fix

I b r o k e the glass and feared it was your heart

But just like I said, this odd detachment I feel

Make our hands hold each other so much tighter

The wind sings sad sweet lullabies to the children who cry themselves to sleep at night

And you nod your head in agreement while the tears run down my cheeks

Forever and ever this solitude takes over my body

And we’re far too drugged on our senseless actions

To breathe in a different rhythm

We shall never step on the cracks in the sidewalks

Like so many before us have stepped on our hearts

And while you say “this is just small town love”

I bat my eyelashes and dream of the city