Dust

I wish that I could be taken

Strung up and shaken

By some semblance of warmth

I wish that my lungs were hardy enough

To breathe in any form of love

Of any sense or sort

And I wish that I wasn't preoccupied with being ready

The time will come when Lisa's run

Will make me light and heady, I wish

I wish

I wish

I wish

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Mmm

It's only

When I'm surrounded

That I remember how lonely I am

And the dust is telling

The dust is telling me to go