the walls, the walls, the want
please pull back the curtains now,
please rule out the possibility of an encore now,
please realise i don't have that much-
keep my glass filled please,
keep my hands warm between yours,
keep my heart deep in your mind,
keep me on your mind,
if i don't have any tomorrow then i'll only want this,
if i got don't have any new way to take,
then i'll take this way.
i want the clock hands stuck in their ways,
i want the champagne to develop these memories,
i want you there in the dark room,
i want a new face,
i want a new timeline, for me
i want a new language,
a new tongue,
so i can see what the world tastes like again.
