Write Me Down

You slowed the clocks when you talked,

To me, to me,

The roof of my mouth turned heavy and round,

To me, to me.

I wish you were still,

Writing me down,

I wish you were still,

Around.

A new newspaper crown,

I wore, I wore it out,

If you, if you knew me now,

Could you go without?

I wish you were still,

Teasing me out,

I wish you were still,

Around.

I'll give, back the words that you said,

To me, to me,

I'll dry, out the stream that you fed,

Through me through me.

I wish you were still,

Writing me down,

I wish you were still,

Around.