Rescue Breathing

Soothing sound of traffic from the freeway

Bright white Pomona moon

That triple zero that we got in Costa Mesa

Turning golden as a sunrise on the spoon

It was the warmest feeling in the world

When the ghost rose in my throat

It matched the sweetest sound you'd ever heard

Note for note

You came down to meet me on the floor

Splashing that cold water on my head

Holding my eyelids open

With your thumbs

Bringing me back from the dead

It was the warmest feeling in the world

A crystal clear signal reaching from the station

There was no tenderness

No goodnight kiss

Just mouth-to-mouth resuscitation

I had a blanket wrapped around my shoulders

You had a dream of all the oceans in your eyes

No thing on earth could quite nail our coffin shut

Every time we went under

We would rise

It was the warmest feeling in the world

And you were the warmest thing to walk its surface

Easing me painlessly

All the way down to the furnace

All the way into the furnace