Spinning around and around
A ***** sun spinning circles around your face
A lovely pair of shoes pulled into a puddle
And our metal hands are cold
But together, but feeling

Feeling like
When we do whenever we get off
And we’re still spinning
Though our world is standing right where it should be

That sun is still circling our heads
And your lovely pair of shoes,
Still wet from a puddle
That couldn’t bear the thought of existing without them

I am puddle
You are shoes
And lovely -
And we’re a lovely pair
And