Romance Is Deafening

Well he agreed wholeheartedly before I finished my sentence

Which led me to believe he wasn't listening in the first place

My distracted beholder looked over my shoulder to his sweet beheld

All the church bells are competing with the birds

Their hearts are bleeding

Their sweet songs they dance round my head

They sounded a warming each night

And each morning from the edge of my bed

And so call on me soon

The city's so fun

If you can't find the sun

Just turn on a lamp and pretend that it's one

We kissed in a cafe, held hands on a escalator

Made out at a bus stop then on the bus

For what time has erased

I still know how it tasted

If a memory is a thing you can trust

Now all the sweethearts in between us can spin around like ballerinas

They can go get a room with a don't disturb door

It's like money or fame if it eludes you again

Makes you hate those who have it even more

A man was astounded on entering heaven

All the money he'd lost in his life equaled exactly what he'd found down the

cracks of seats of trains

Even reached into drains just to hold the cold coin in his hand