Warmer

I withdraw as I get older
finding ways to spend, spend my time
reaching for a fictional world
space is found between those lines

In sweetness, I am tunnelling
in sweetness, I am tunnelling
I disappear in moonflowers
with my feet up on the walls

I get home from work and I
just stand about and stare outside
I think about you late at night
with my legs around you tight

(and then it fades)

I watch his every show
but he forgets my dreams
with my feet up on the walls
I just can't feel it anymore

In sweetness, I am tunnelling
in sweetness, I am tunnelling