elbow
an imagined affair
A sky as black as regret Is rolling aside for the blue Impossible face to forget These feelings belong in a zoo She brings the morning She, she brings the morning sun So lost in the sound of her voice I don't even hear the words When she says, "Come on get out. The past will find us out. Come on get out please And don't breathe a word." She brings the morning She, she brings the morning sun But all this an imagined affair While sitting in a bar spilling in a bar I drink until the doorman is a Christmas tree And my speech is just a gas leak She brings the morning She, she brings the morning sun