Words and Music: Mike Connell
And once said "please, some more"
And not even now and then.
Some place I know you swore
That you'd never go again.
That nothing was out of touch.
I found some comfort there
But that doesn't matter much.
And did we start digging around?
And did we start dragging around?
Christ, I'm certain I'm already bound.
I'm not ever quite together
You talked to me some more
And that was worth waiting for.
If we're even half alive.