To set the scene we're lying here

the night sky is woken up by intruding lights

and the sound of cannons

we drove downtown for this 

and we love our country just enough

to set off explosions

the humidity os getting to me

but i'm content

the insects they nibble away at our skin

as our bodies touch and twist

your pressed collar and pencil thin lips

your smile is strained and you're waiting

for a kiss that just won't come

now we're back at your place

we rely on stale dialogue

i ruined what could have been long ago

what i need tonight doesn't matter now

so i watch you collapse and fold yourself into the bed

while your hair it laps against the pillow case

like the tide on the shore

now the bridges will take me over the bay

over and under and further away

to places that i've never been

to white washed oceans where it's too cold to swim