Perpetual Motion, Perpetual Sound

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baby, i know i am crazy
and it pains me to find you spending all your time talking me down from heights
and watching for warning signs, l
ooking into overcast eyes that predict the coming storm.
i beg you to keep me warm.
they warn, here comes another night of holding me
while i cry until the morning.
so lock the doors, draw the blinds,
bring the furniture inside and wait for it to start pouring.
'cause it's gonna come down in torrents.
somehow and somewhere i found you
and i suckered you into this one-sided relationship.
it was a dirty trick, the truths i distorted.
a simple bait and switch, a failing circus of perforated promises,
like i am improving and it'll be worth it.
like if i would believe them,
they'll become honest.
oh, i am improving; it'll be worth it.
i am improving;
it'll be worth it. it's nice of you to wait, darling,
while i make all my mistakes.
i can't say how long it will take.
there's no end in sight, i'm afraid.
but the kindness you've displayed without a hint of impatience,
i pray that it infiltrates my madness and calms all the mayhem.
the city wears rain like a veil and i failed to meet her glance,
just the wail of an ambulance sails down the back of my neck,
leaves through my fingertips.
everything's coming up pale,
oh, i feel my body grey.
i need perpetual motion,
perpetual sound to keep my thoughts away.

Autor(es): Carolyn Berk