Roof Song

The blood on my bed, I’m so sorry
The bruise on your leg, you say “don’t worry
Just bark in my mouth, like the city’s empty.”
And we’ll go to bed but it’s already morning

You sing to me now, your voice is better
Your laugh, clear and loud
They’re in my sweater
The moon through those clouds
He’s bright as ever. You tell such a story, that I don’t remember

And I’m in some mood, you pull me out of
Your eyes, soft and blue
Im just shouting away, crassly through
This year is flyin’ as we go to bed but it’s already morning and

Isn’t it funny now?
Isn’t it silly just?
Isn’t it lucky how?
They turn out in the round
Walking down the avenues
Standing in the train car
Sittin’ on a dumb bench
Happy to be, happy to be where you are

Pullin’ on a cigarette
Cross-legged on my wet roof
Laugin’ at a dumb joke
Layin’ in my red room
Waitin’ just to drift off
Dreamin’ all about you
Either way I see you now
Either way I see you now

Soon, soon, soon
Soon, soon, soon
Soon, soon, soon