Homefield advantage
When we were together
I took you to all of my favorite spots
They became our favorote spots
Then as summer burned
Straight yellow afternoon suns
Began to fade
Until night was quick
And mornings only came after long
Hours of television
And burnt coffee
Until I realized that
"Stepping headlong into oblivion is the only way to burn the past
From your skin"
I went to our favorite spot on the beach
Where we had our first date first kiss first and third and fifth anniversaries
Not to mention random nights we exhausted young lust right on this spot
I think I asked you to marry me here
Oddly enough I remember you said yes
It hurt so bad to come back right to the heart of things
I could feel the heartbeat on the sand
The pulse of the ocean on my skin
The drift of the sea breeze
I closed my eyes and listened to the call of gulls
As night fell
Ten bottles of red stripe
I only needed six
My dads most expensive bottle of gin
And two marijuana cigarettes
I remember
Screaming at the moon
And running headlong into the black sea
I rembember the sand
Scraping my skin
Stealing my cells
Pushing them softly out to sea
I woke up alone
Lying in the sand
A dog licking my face
My eyes hurt into my head
My mouth was frozen
Swelling and thickening next to the sea
I read the dogs collar
His name was Biscuit
And a telephone number
My phone was in the car
As dead as a doornail
So I walked barefoot and asphalt
To the jetty
and found a payphone
It rang once
And she answered
Ten minutes later me and Biscuit were on your doorstep
"You look like you could use some coffee"
"You look like a towheaded red lipped angel of light"
You think it would have been strange
To let a ***** stranger like me in but I think you understood when I said
I had stepped headlong into oblivion to burn the past from my skin
from your. Skin
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 11:41 AM UTC
Homefield advantage
When we were together
I took you to all of my favorite spots
They became our favorote spots
Then as summer burned
Straight yellow afternoon suns
Began to fade
Until night was quick
And mornings only came after long
Hours of television
And burnt coffee
Until I realized that
"Stepping headlong into oblivion is the only way to burn the past
From your skin"
I went to our favorite spot on the beach
Where we had our first date first kiss first and third and fifth anniversaries
Not to mention random nights we exhausted young lust right on this spot
I think I asked you to marry me here
Oddly enough I remember you said yes
It hurt so bad to come back right to the heart of things
I could feel the heartbeat on the sand
The pulse of the ocean on my skin
The drift of the sea breeze
I closed my eyes and listened to the call of gulls
As night fell
Ten bottles of red stripe
I only needed six
My dads most expensive bottle of gin
And two marijuana cigarettes
I remember
Screaming at the moon
And running headlong into the black sea
I rembember the sand
Scraping my skin
Stealing my cells
Pushing them softly out to sea
I woke up alone
Lying in the sand
A dog licking my face
My eyes hurt into my head
My mouth was frozen
Swelling and thickening next to the sea
I read the dogs collar
His name was Biscuit
And a telephone number
My phone was in the car
As dead as a doornail
So I walked barefoot and asphalt
To the jetty
and found a payphone
It rang once
And she answered
Ten minutes later me and Biscuit were on your doorstep
"You look like you could use some coffee"
"You look like a towheaded red lipped angel of light"
You think it would have been strange
To let a ***** stranger like me in but I think you understood when I said
I had stepped headlong into oblivion to burn the past from my skin
from your. Skin
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