Visiting Friends

We were visiting friends

And saying hello

Then getting stoned

And not saying much

You think the people on TV

Talk faster than us

I'm still holding the cup

Ignoring the sound

Of the ice cream truck

He was being stingy

She was visiting moods

We were visiting plants

But it was too muddy

Your shoe got stuck

I laughed a lot

The plants looked unwell

I heard a bird in the windowpane

So you rolled up your grass

On the seat of my bike

But the cop couldn't tell

He had visiting hands

We were visiting beds

And marking the difference

In the way that they smell

The light hits them different

The sheets do get cold

When the windows are cracked

Or you recognize the room

And the posters that tilt

Furniture spread around

We were visiting mine

We were visiting mine

We were visiting mine

We were visiting mine

We were visiting mine