Minneapolis

Turn out the light, let’s be still for awhile Let the wind blow in with the rain A change in the season, a tangle of sheets And the heat pipe half broken again I watch you watching, the headlights, you’re lost in A country i cannot find They pass on the ceiling, a strobe in slow motion Alive in the cracks of the blinds Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone Something lost and something won Try to remember, the heat of the summer The salt and the steam on the road Driving for hours to sit at the water Make love on a pile of our clothes But something has shifted, a wind in the branches The cold coming in like a drug Curled like two questions, a couple of dancers Alone in our separate thoughts Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone Something lost and something won Something lost and something won Maybe it’s time we left, Minneapolis A cloud of dust, and we could just be gone Something lost and something won Something lost and something won Something lost and something won Disappearing, now we’re gone