Slippery

Oh, how we lay like spoiled skin beneath the leaves

Oh, how the ring will never fit the finger properly

If I could rip it from it's bond, I'd tie your eyes to me

She'll tie

Because the years are getting slippery

Oh, I'm a suitcase with the hinges bursting free as to say

"You're stuffed too full, you have to give your lover's load away"

So through each pore, I sweat the linger of your love away so fast

Because our love is getting slippery

Somehow the sky is holding up the heavens

But I can't get the ground to hold the earth up anymore

And all our friends are finding life inside the ocean

But my pockets scream, "you can't afford to live there anymore"

For all my life, I will keep you in my lower lay

Where all my sins are piled right up to my shoulder blade

And I will visit you with thoughts from the left side of my brain

And take the artery that leads me back to you

You

You

You!