Downtown

Summer snapped in half and half flippin' coffee creamers. Twenty times, that's a good sign, like a four-leaf clover. Downtown was filled with the sounds of the full and the part time losers. And when we stepped up to the bar, you asked for a cigarette and the years just melted away right then. And I saw all the ways that we've changed and the decisions that we made. And I wasn't hurt or afraid. Some skin holds night in. Some gifts go unrequited. I dreamed I was holding my breath. Go down again till I'm breathing in water and breaking like the day, getting in your way.