Sweet Avenue
Tasting you in rain I walk down to the traintry not to look downthis day could some day be an anniversaryeverything is light and soundfacing forwards going slowly wait for you to show mewhere this train wants to goliving by the hour I stop for every flowereverything is soft and slownow all these tastes improve through the view that comes with youlike they handed me my lifefor the first time it felt rightthank you for making me see there's a life in meit was dying to get outholding you we make two spoons beneath an April mooneverything is soft and sweetthis cigarette it could seducea nation with its smokecrawling down my tired throatscratches part of me that's purringsoftly stirringI'm a captain of industry smoking famouslyfeet up on the windowsilllook at all these trees I feel affinity witheverything so soft and stillbudding at my fingertipstouching you I start to bloomalive with trains and passing shipssoft and sweet along your lips now