#the engine driver

Cup your mouth to compress the sound

I want you, thin fingers

I will not hold you, I will not feel your sway

We beloved of the springtime, our reliance to the light

But I’m bailing water and bailing water, ‘cause I like the shape of the boat

Something tells me you and I will never meet again

Oh, it wasn’t meant the way you took it

I thought that I heard you sing

But if you wait around a while I’ll make you fall for me, I promise you

I’ve written pages upon pages, trying to rid you from my bones