Fixative

If there’s a diamond in my mind
Will it dwindle down to nought
Or will it always be defined
If I can fix it with my heart

So I’m returning to the place
That I might look into your eyes
And look so hard that I can taste
That winter sun that never sets
That swallow caught up in the nets
That perfect chorus – when it hits
Don’t slam the door boy
When you leave

Was heading northward when I saw
That empty house out in the mist
And there are traces left for sure
On every mouth you ever kissed

So I’m returning to the word
To find my place between the lines
Where I might dutifully record
The blue within your seagull stare
That funny way you had to care
For every little thing beyond repair
Don’t slam the door boy
When you leave

And so I call out in the gulf
Where you went walking with the wolf
Hey boy you really brought it on yourself
Don’t slam the door now
When you leave

The strangest foe we ever faced
Is stalking every stage you graced
And crushing diamonds into paste
Don’t slam the door boy
When you leave
Don’t slam the door boy
When you leave
Don’t slam the door boy
When you leave