Are you standing underneath my window?
Otherwise, why can I smell your perfume?
Have you spilled yourself under the door?
Or did you sneak in and spray the stuff about while I was gone?
How have you invested yourself in the air about this place?
And anyway, why did you choose this particular fragrance?
Of all the scents to torment me with, why peach blossom?
Was it on special offer?
Is it a joke?
A joke infatuation?
A laughing matter to addict me against my will to a smell?
I'll stink you out.
I'll smoke the place up and shut in my own funk.
You just wait and see.
There's only so long some wafted essence of you can last about here.
Been there. Strangely, Olivia's scent lingered somewhere in my clothes for two weeks even though we'd hugged about two times max that one day. Scents are vicious things. Hair is one, too.
ReplyDeleteThe National - 90 mile water wall
Well I know that you know
that you've become the target of this hand
with never even asking
Well I know that you know
that you're the only thing that I can stand
so how could your hair
have the nerve to dance around like that, blowing
and how could the air
have the nerve to blow your hair around like that
I'm waiting for a 90-mile water wall
to take me out of your view
I'm looking for a trap door trigger
to drop me out of your view
Yes I'm listening I'm listening
I can tell that you are serious
Your looking for that hurt look around my mouth
the look of a steep fall
yeah that's how Hersey put it
so you can make another claim
well go ahead and make it
so you can make another claim
well go ahead and make it
I'm just waiting for a 90-mile water wall
to take me out of your view
I'm praying for a trap door trigger
I'm just waiting for a 90-mile water wall
to take me out of your view
I'm praying for a trap door trigger
Yes I'm listening
I can tell you're serious