About me

A fat moon and the smoke from a cigarette
That’s all I’ve been thinking of
Your silhouette is like an ache, like a ghost pain
It’s all I’ve been thinking of
I turn to dust in the sun
I don’t know anyone
I’m the thief’s own shadow
I’ve been lying all my life
Now I know that I’m right
You got over it so soon, so well
Me in the harsh light
I try to sleep but I just hear doors slam
It’s all I’ve been thinking of
You walk slowly through the trees down a dirt road
It’s all I’ve been thinking of

Harsh light (c) Helicopter Helicopter