Tekstovi: Kristin Hersh. The Grotto. Deep Wilson.

Slipping down railings
And balconies
With a sleepy ease I never knew
I navigate my way to you

Indigent darkness
Thick as a dream
A liquid party underneath
Though I'm still shaky and weak

Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard

That's some hat trick
An effortless move
That tearful frantic creature
Seems far away from here

My New Orleans nickel ring
Your deep wilson tattoo
Under the bullshit radar
I came to find you

Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard

Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard