You somehow let me down
Both hands
And a gentleman
You could not take me through
New plans
Tell me whose
New friends
I can make some too
I know
You somehow took me in
Both arms
The marked-up skin
Two hands
Places you have been
That I needed
And the more that we try
To figure through the answers
To repeat ourselves
To deny, deny
Now you call my bluff
All clear
And you get so rough
Stone-faced in the light
The air
And the jagged bite
Cold air
The wisdom of the night
Between us
And the more that we try
To figure through the answers
To repeat ourselves
To deny, deny
To deny, deny, deny
Somehow we exist
In the folds
And now we’ll kiss
Both hands
The mystery before us
She’s reaching
But I could not take you through
New plans
I’ll tell you
New friends
You can make some too
I know
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