A sky as black as regret

is rolling aside for the blue

Impossible face to forget

These feelings belong in a zoo

She brings the morning

She brings the morning sun

So lost in the sound of her voice

I don’t even hear the words

When she says come on get out

The past will find us out

Come on get out please

And don’t breathe a word

She brings the morning

She brings the morning sun

But all this an imagined affair

While sitting in a bar spilling in a bar

I drink until the doorman is a Christmas tree

And my speech is just a gas leak