Put me in your pocket
I can take your truth
Hide it from the rest of them
Come crawl into my heart there's room

Shady shelter wavers
Cross continental skies
My breath and yours weave clouds with silk
Like tabloid gold but actualized

Oh oh oh, my song
Oh oh oh, my song

If you say it's all okay
Clear the rubbish out
Heap the memory on the mantle
Room to fray and shout

Voice in moving pictures
Lucid waking dreams
Joyful marrow blithe but broken
Moved into my heart your

Fingers full of whiskey
Tell your stories twice
Over skin they feel brand new
You're my favorite vice

Oh oh oh, my song
Oh oh oh, my song

Half of me is far from me
Half of you wont let me be
So I will keep your memory like gold
I will keep your memory like gold
I will keep your soul with my own.

If you say it's all okay
Clear the rubbish out
Heap the memory on the mantle
Room to fray and shout

If you say it's all okay
Clear the rubbish out
Heap the memory on the mantle
Room to fray and shout

Oh oh oh my song
Oh oh oh our song