Backwash

We could make it work
Or we could choke our hearts and bleed out
If I stretch a hand
Will a hand stretch back
Or drop me down
And let me fade into these paragraphs
Imagine fading into Saturdays of watch your back and jagged laughs
And turning into cul-de-sacs, stepping over marble cracks

Got my eyes peeled for 9-0 Carey
Drop me a line if you think she'd like to meet me
Got my ears open, phone's got volume
Gave myself a call, made sure it was still working

And you could split your head with the moon
But nothing will come from those starry eyes
And the water lines
Make marks on the scorched earth like pines
That's when you know that you have had your time

These astronauts can't tell the time
They're busy with life
Well so am I
They're outside rain or shine
I'm outside taking in the view

Got my eyes peeled for 9-0 Carey
Drop me a line if you think she'd like to meet me
Got my ears open, phone's got volume
Gave myself a call, man I hope it's still working