Concertina

clouds descending
i'm not policing
what you think and dream
i run into your thought from
across the room
just another trick can i
weather this
i've got a fever above my waist
you got a squeeze box on your knee
i know the truth is in between the
1st and the 40th drink
concertina concertina a chill that bends
this i swear you're the fiercest calm
i've been in the soul quake
happened here in a glass world
particle by particle she slowly changes
she likes hanging chinese paper cuts just
another fix