Heavy Feet

Powder in your hair Staples in your jeans Fireworks at the water You were holding a styro-foam cup Held between your teeth Telling me how you're going to outlive your body What you said I wrote it down, It won't say, It won't speak the same Maybe I know better than To read more Than what's written After everything After everything Left in the sun, shivering. After everything. Gathering your storm I talk to fill the space You know where so and so was When they were our age And every night you seem To talk me out of everything Careful what you say next, Don't waste a sin-gle drop What you said I wrote it down, Won't say, won't speak the same After everything, After everything. Left in the sun, shivering. After everything. What you said I wrote it down, It won't say, It won't speak the same Maybe I know better than To read more Than what's there After everything, After everything. Left in the sun, shivering. After everything.