Headphones

Lyrics for Headphones

You don't take my headphones They catch on my earring, gray walls, stay on I stare at the ceiling I trust I watch I open slow You know Soft spun, cool air, fading You're taking my arm we climb that railing You touch me so gentle until you don't And so I know Stretched out salmon carpet Recounting the memory as it started You're clear as the water Runs down my throat I turn to go Spinning slow