The clouds go looking like a split in your dress
Of your Sunday best in the alley
With your horoscope kiss
The world is never turning slowly enough
For your body to keep up
And your healing our scars in reverse
Now say the all of the secrets
Till I get through back to you
Now lay me down in the evening
To breathe the breath you left behind
In the morning where he lies
Under new amnesia skies
You look so dangerous reflected on like
With your streetcar handshake
And shoulders sharp enough to cut
And if some easy way with a lovers trip
Beyond the mountain tip to kiss you once slips away
Now say the all of the secrets
Till I get through back to you
Now lay me down in the evening
To breathe the breath you left behind
In the morning where it lies
Under new amnesia skies