This time we will be replacing ourselvesnwith all of the nouns.nThere's some pseudonym for this, I guess.nThe waterline is at my waist.nIt's more a mist than a hazenIt's surroundingnSo simple so softnIs this coincidencenOr have we finally got the instinctsnOf blackbirds on the road?nnWe go back through the tunnels, into the terminalsnBack through the tunnels, into the terminalsnSpilling it out of my hand like a cigarettenIt's spread out on the carpet like it's still a rashnnSo we go back through the tunnels, into the terminalsnBack through the tunnels, into the terminalsnOh Kiss me like you mean itnKeep me like you mean itnnSo we go back through the tunnels, into the terminalsnBack through the tunnels, into the terminalsnFluorescent lights compete innThe remnants of rain in this mid afternoon.nnHey, we've got everything else to donnSo we've been chasing all of our shadows nThrough the tents of lightnAs I'm walking you homenThere's something the Atlantic can't supplynAs I'm walking you home.