Heat is a heavy head. Keeps me in my bed. Push aside the pillow. The whole room just turned yellow. . Three in the afternoon. We still haven't moved. Siren sighs echo.
The bar closes early on the Sabbath day. So me and my kid we hit the park to play. Then it'd start to rain so we walk home again. He asked why he was born.
You pull me in you take me down and what you want is what?. I love the colours of the road that lead me home to love. One, two too many times you took to trip me up,.