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