Buenos Aires Beach (Live)

Thank you, Dominic Well, my barricades feel open now, so I leave behind the bridge With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix I'll hold myself together now as you lead me through the ditch As the sky crumbled on the floors You'll sweep me off of my back You'll save me from the rumble you spoke of before And the one that saved me, ain't the one I've been banking on your highs while cutting through my lows Enter through the side door, please, I know you wish to speak to me Of old neglected promises, of stolen souvenirs How you could hear the ocean, but you could not see the breeze When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see And the plates are shifting under land, you're eating on the floors You're sleeping on the same ones you've been sweeping on You're the one that saved me, and the one I've been banking on your highs I'm cutting through my lows So hold me up against the tree, you used to measure me in feet And set your sights to green Yeah, and all the crosstown boys you hide, they show up with the sea shells In their eyes, and you know what they want By the glow of your skin You can overdress for him And it will soon grow old Well, this winter came to pass So much slower than the last And now there's nothing left to grasp In our hands, and nothing left to catch So they'll speak of the past In the future perfect tense Of places we will go Before we grow old Thank you