Tonight is no place
To lay down alone
I can hear you in the hall
On the creaky stairs
The faucet is dripping dreams
Tangled in the sheets
Because tonight is no place
To lay down alone

Tonight is no place
To lay down alone
I swore I was dancing
And totally free
But there is an earthquake brimming
Beneath those cold stairs
And the world itself is gasping for air

Tonight is no place
To lay down alone
But we endure hell
To say we’ve grown

I am situated on a smug plantation
Sifting through rows and rows of conversation
Slightly stale now
But in the moment we said
Everything real and slow and sweet
And I feel you in the lamp switch
In my fingernails
In each breath that comes back warm
Tonight is no place
To lay down alone

There is a painting over the mantle
Of your eyes
But I figure it’s more a photograph
Of mercy and Neptune and lies

Tonight is no place
To lay down alone
There were two things I never said
There were three I wish you had
There was a mountain of songs waiting for breath
And thousand seeds haunting the silence
So I guess the world itself heaves for air
Laughing and laughing at our frowning faces
Look up, it says, you’re too young to care

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