Tasting you and rain I walk down to the train

try not to look down

this day could someday be an anniversary

everything is light and sound

facing forwards going slowly wait for you to show me

where this train wants to go

living by the hour i stopped for every flower

everything is soft and slow

now all these tastes improve

through the view that comes with you

like they handed me my life

for the first time it felt right

thank you for making me see there's a life in me

it was dying to get out

holding you we make two spoons beneath an april moon

everything is soft and sweet

this cigarette it could seduce a nation with its smoke

crawling down my tired throat

scratches part of me that's purring

softly stirring

i'm captain of industry smoking famously

feet up on the windowsill

looking at all these trees i feel affinity with

everything so soft and still-budding at my fingertips

touching you i start to bloom

alive with trains and passing ships

soft and sweet upon your lips now

i go "oh wow"

thank you for taking me from my monastary

i was dying to get out

with tears of gratitude

i like my latitude

a cross town train to you

now all these tastes improve

through the view that comes with you

like they handed me my life

for the first time it felt worth it

like i deserved it