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