Stop this sitting on an overdressed feelingnOn a morning come down it seems so unfittingnBe caught in a waste lite only by me in this into the seannAn early malnourishednA false in misplacement of dry eyesnShows too much of mennComing or am I goingnThe city light's too bright to save me or be seennIt's all in this place, that's something of valuenThat you, you're enemynIt's all in the song, it's all that's in menYour eyes too deep to be seennnHum me alongnTake me there where it seems fitnAt least you're in then outnYou come around and I use my mouthnnIt's a slow build and you've built it wellnThe eyes shot a perfect pitchnIt's all in the distancenAll in the time and time moves slownnIt's not in the momentnThese moments they lapsenBut this will stay here with mennDropped, picked it upnPut it back downnnYou've seen the low tidesnYou're the fine line and I've drawn my facenAnd you're the north and southnnSky and ground and move your signsnWind speech, pillows and sheetsnMouth speech clicking clocksnnIt's not in the momentnThese moments they lapsenBut this will stay herennIn a moment of absence alone on a mattress in an old roomnDespite any distance, moment or instancenYou know it's here, here with me