Plastic Coating by Mortimer Nova
Wake up and my clothes are soaked.
I assumed you understood.
Soak up the falling sky.
To drop a tear in wine and drink you all away.
Chew through denial but come to terms with the self.
Fingers touch and complete the hand that's been apart
And we turn and face that open door and fall away.
When she can't hurt anymore, april falls apart.
To visit my love by satellite.
Exist so cold and loveless.
You walk away to save yourself
And I still fight with this heavy conscience.