capp

Cinnamon tea and wires

wispy ends of tall trees scratch violently
at grey moist cloudy skies.
My eyes fall from the sky to find the
things left behind in the dirt of the earth.
and dart to catch the leaves flying mid flight.
I'm not here tonight, I'm some wheres I would
want to...be.

I watch the bricks swift in walls
swift with my footsteps each brick skips a beat
I like the greying whites between the reds.
I'd paint my eyes that colour if ever I could.
instead I'll have you believe that they are that way.
It's so good of you to come and walk with me.
just don't ever walk me home.

{chorus
the beads of humany water drip from me
and reek of cinnamon dark teas. I offer you
a kiss and all you taste is the steel inside my lips.
and all I taste of you is coffee cigerettes.
once I do, I think of the ways you spend your time.
smoke difts from your mouth between sips of
coffee, and your eyes spark tricks.

foot steps dance across from my feet
and I'm not flattered you choose to dance with me
I say that it would happen inevitably.
but honestly I am so happy.
honesty came through, so that my thoughts came true.

It happened in the right time at the right spot.
tensions fell from me like the humany water beads.
we watched them wash down the hill and onto the streets.
I said in my blinking to just let them be.
and you agreed yes when you blinked back at me.


{chorus
I'm closer now to the insides of you.
but I'm still further from them then the skin
that covers through and through.
I let you inside my coats so you could get warm
and soak up the intentions and the frienship
what little have known, and what is known is little.
but I'm okay if I can share a bit of it with you.

I'm closer now to the isides of you
but I'm still further from them then the skin
that covers through and through.