Sport 34: Winter 2006
sweetness blows through you
sweetness blows through you
elegant you walk
the brand new blues
beneath the day
the pavement's rising
to need a stranger
full of six o'clock
another sky true
over you
you didn't remember
the wreckage shifting
behind memories of windows
the knocked boy
you left the chorus standing
behind broken houses
i won't be a baby
but i dreamed about
stepping into you
it's the big old
empty streets the thin
morning please
it's the word up baby