Powder in your hair, staples in your jeans
fire works at the water
you were holding me,
a styro-foam the cup
held between your teeth,
telling me how you're going to
I'll live your body, though you said I wrote it down
one said, one sweet girl,
say, maybe I look better than to read more,
the more it's written
After everything, after everything.
left in the sun, shivering.
after everything.
Gathering your stone, talk to fill the space
you know where some soul was, when they were orange
and every night it seem, talk me out of everything.
Careful what you're sayin this, don't waste
a single drop,
when you said I wrote it down, won't say, won't speak the same
After everything, after everything.
left in the sun, shivering.
after everything.
When you said I wrote it down, won't say
won't speak the same,
maybe I', no better than to read more
the words there.
After everything, after everything.
Left in the sun, shivering.
After everything.
