Coffee and eggs Pale winter legs Your skin on my skin Blue wallpaper grin Light a smoke as your head tosses "Say your a good boy but you can't stay Go on now don't count your loses You might be really lost someday"
You're all around You're all around You're all around
Broke on lashes flat Flat tire and an empty tank Lungs full of blood and smoke Trunk full of all the things I own Walk down the road cut through the fields Your voice caught in the reeds My shirt caught in the reeds Your perfume on breezes
You're all around You're all around You're all around
