You get back here You do it slowly Do it calm, now Don't be so angry I got something I've been chasing Every day since I started walking It just sits there In the distance It always flirts with the tips of my fingers You thought that You could love it Until it touched you And now you just wanna stop it Well I'm sorry It's not likely It was here when you got here And it'll be here when you're not here no more And then some days I get lucky I can focus and things are less shaky And I scrape you Off the pale moon And I slip you Into soft shoes And you tapdance To a jazz band On a cruise ship Near an island And your hair's up You wear a short dress And a wide smile You're movements are careless It's a daydream I keep having To make the clocks move While I'm working Or a bad joke I can't sit through And I smile because I feel like I have to But if you'd look under the table You'd see I'm playing with my knife I'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps And I'm struggling just to come off polite We could be a snapshot framed and hung like a portrait What if that's true and I'm the only one who knows it?