Building off the paper
I can't feel the pavement
All I smell is all of your
Nastiness inside
I can't touch the rain and
Feeling all engravements
All I know is what the wind
Has brought to my side

You can't just be neighbors
The water's full of waders
I can see the loveliness
Slipping from your eyes
Both of us can take it
They think it's time to trade in
I can taste the lover that
Speaks with no more lies