deep inside forever where this moment is a dream i listen for the voice of my favorite memory we re bathing in the sunlight of a thousand summer days floating on a phone call through the darkened money days i m sleeping on your couch like an old dog with no teeth my surface tells you nothing my wings are underneath i m melting in your kitchen like butter on your bread dying at the crossroads with the skeletons on lead the lights turn red the lights turn green my hands are in the air how long has it been your eyes are green your eyes are red the night is still dancing in my head 