feet up - book out - warm tea - i’m in the mood - finally a moment of old when this big world demanded so little from you. but howling from the other room

i should just get over you this crying in the night up again till one or two then down without a fight.

i should just get over you - turn my tail and run - pour myself some sparkling solitude, drink till it is done. i should just get over you

feet back up - book back out - cool tea - end of the interlude. the birds and the bees - the lotus leaf - fed from a golden spoon. but howling from the other room

i should just get over you this crying in the night. up again till one or two then down without a fight. i should just get over you, can’t muster up a run - echoes in this lonely room hover like a gun. i should just get over you

find me. find me. find me in the bathroom - a bottle of amaretto - running from responsibility

meet me in the kitchen - fixing a ristretto - ‘cause she just caught up with me.

find me in the foyer staring through a window - trying to spot the breeze watch me in the bedroom - weeping like a willow - pining for release.

see me in the garden smoking armadillos - trying to feel some sort of ease

back into the bedroom punching out a pillow - ‘cause I can’t find none of these.

find me in the bathroom - a bottle of amaretto - running from responsibility Meet me in the kitchen - fixing a ristretto - ‘cause she just caught up with me

love me in the living room - feed me from a golden spoon - with booze and birds and bees.

life is allegretto i am sprinting in stilettos whilst fumbling for the keys. life is a libretto I am faking a falsetto whilst fumbling for the key

i’ll sing aaaleuiaaa when it’s all done and over - when will I get over you - will I be alright - echoes in this lonely room drink deep into the night