Fixative

If there’s a diamond in my mind

Will it dwindle down to nought

Or will it always be defined

If I can fix it with my heart

So I’m returning to the place

That I might look into your eyes

And look so hard that I can taste

That winter sun that never sets

That swallow caught up in the nets

That perfect chorus – when it hits

Don’t slam the door boy

When you leave

Was heading northward when I saw

That empty house out in the mist

And there are traces left for sure

On every mouth you ever kissed

So I’m returning to the word

To find my place between the lines

Where I might dutifully record

The blue within your seagull stare

That funny way you had to care

For every little thing beyond repair

Don’t slam the door boy

When you leave

And so I call out in the gulf

Where you went walking with the wolf

Hey boy you really brought it on yourself

Don’t slam the door now

When you leave

The strangest foe we ever faced

Is stalking every stage you graced

And crushing diamonds into paste

Don’t slam the door boy

When you leave

Don’t slam the door boy

When you leave

Don’t slam the door boy

When you leave