Postcard #51

December 29th, 2015

Playing chess with Oscar on a park bench
He's heavy on the dense
I'm after blood, I want revenge
Pawn to a7
So tell me, how are you and Helen?
Last week you were worrying, unsure what you were feeling

And that's okay, we all deal with doubt
So just close your eyes and think about
The moment when you're kissing
And let that feeling be your witness
It's written in the kisses

My rook takes his knight, his pawn takes my bishop
(His pawn takes my bishop)
His eyes look left and right (His eyes look left and right)
He's accessing his backup (He's accessing his backup)
And I know there's stuff in there that could make a hard stop
2015, punched him in the gut

If I was you I'd do too be filled with doubt
So just close you eyes and think about
The moment when you're kissing
And let that feeling be your witness
It's written in the kisses

It's written in the kisses
It's written in the kisses

A few last drops of [?] left in my thermos (left in my thermos)
We split it in fairness (We split it in fairness)
Like a split our worries (Like a split our worries)
If there's anything we know, it's each other's weaknesses
Just then he looked serious
As he checkmates my sorry ass

He shuts his eyes and smiles a smile only he'd smile
And I think I know what he's thinking

He's thinking 'bout that feeling
Let that feeling be your witness
It's written in the kisses
That feeling is your witness
It's written in the kisses
That feeling is your witness
It's written in the kisses
That feeling is your witness
It's written in the kisses