Nightclothes

We crept from the roomThe moonlight spilled down the hallAnd I tiptoed with youThen we climbed out the windowAnd there in the yardOur nightclothes blowing in the breezeAnd you looked up at the skyAnd said the moon would be ours

And all this timeI hear those words like bombs in the distanceAnd oh my mindI can still smell the rain in the air

But time's gone byAnd I'm not the kid I was on that eveningAnd somewhere insideI hope you still see meJust the way I was before I walked away

Mud on your dressBlood stains on the knees of my pantsAnd we went in search of the moon'Cause you said that you knew where it slept in the daySo we gathered up our toolsA sling-shot in case it ran for the skyAnd a blanket from your room, the one with no holesSo we could drag it all the way back home

And you said when we got it backWe would cut it up in twoAnd we'd wear the halves on necklacesAnd then I could control tides with you

And I still hear the way that you laughedWhen you found I believed youAnd I could still feel you pull on my armWhen I was too afraid to go

And all this timeI hear those words like bombs in the distanceAnd my, oh myI can still smell the dirt on our hands

'Cause in my headYou're still alive, you're still aliveAnd I know that it's a lieBut it's one I like, it's one I like