Red Kite

Clean as a knife
Under my skin, there she climbs
Still undone by her love
But, oh, my tongue is tired

Take it as it comes
Fed those tricks and sums
That each day takes you further from
It just takes time to move on

Don’t mean to keep it alive
I keep it quiet, and to the side
Think of a girl gone feral in summer
A halo of curls still pulls me under
(Everything that ever was, it still is somewhere)
Everything that ever was, it still is

Take it as it comes
Learn those tricks and sums
And in the face of everyone
I swear this time I’m done