Chinese Musician Restaurant

In your room
I am young
My troubled head is flung
The plan is none
The weather is empty
And the window
Of your room
Is open
My heaviness is
Broken and crushed
Into a perfume

Hanging from the edge
Of your bed
Eucalyptus when I fall
Put my portrait on the wall
Tell me we’re just friends and that’s all
Now I’m leaving

In your room
I am new
There’s a portrait of you
Said the face that you drew
Wasn’t good enough
And the curtain
Of your room
Is a blanket
To shield you from the sun
And the neighbor who
Doesn’t talk much

Hanging from the edge
Of your bed
Eucalyptus when I fall
Put my portrait on the wall
Tell me we’re just friends and that’s all
Now I’m leaving
Hanging on words
That you said
After we ate
Chinese Musician Restaurant
The rain was cats and dogs
The hours we logged
Catching up on dreaming

And I swear
That this here
Little fortune
Is my only religion

In your room
The pillow is drunk
From the misery
Of a sailor with a rudder
Over your bloodstream

Hanging from the edge
Of your bed
Eucalyptus when I fall
Put my portrait on the wall
Tell me we’re just friends and that’s all
Now I’m leaving
I’m stuck hanging on words
That you said
After we ate
Chinese Musician Restaurant
The rain was cats and dogs
All the hours we logged
Catching up on dreaming

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