You're traveling through my head again I pull you out every once in a while
To remember how it used to be Burning streetlights, setting our hearts on fire Tipping the bottle, leaving our heads spinning Clinging tight now under the noonday sun
Weaving a lover in the palm of my hand Running that river, making my head go round
Dripping teardrops fallin' from the sky Like a wet fish dripping from my fingertips