It's dark in this apartment
It's 103 outside
I don't dare to crack a curtain
Til half past nine
Maybe you'll come over
Even if you said you can't
Cause the heat is in the pressure
And the pressure is out of my hands
Pretty please oh please you're so pretty
And you move in these O'Keeffian lines
A murmuration singing sweet in my city
I'm replying through the power lines
There's static in the carpet
It's cracklin' on the line
I know the cure is in the fadeout
And in heartache and time
You're my berry in the icebox
You're my tambourine shake
You're my quarter on the sidewalk
You're my floodgate
Pretty please oh please you're so pretty
And you move in these O'Keeffian lines
A murmuration singing sweet in my city
I'm replying through the power lines
Pretty please oh please you're so pretty
And you move in these O'Keeffian lines
You draw me in and I know I'm just visiting
But maybe we're the right time
This time
