One Mirror Two Bodies

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[Verse]

.....Revelations in a hotel bathroom,

Rebecca's dancing in the rain.

Chatter over leaky faucets.

One mirror, two bodies

Talk fast into the bottle.

Come in, and let your blonde hair down.

Tell me about a lifeless body,

some promise in numbers

[Verse]

....Driving 80 through a country road mall.

....I wasn't smoking because you hate the smell of cigarettes.

Turned the drunk bus into new trust with me.

We were dancing in the basement of this bar.

We made our mark for freedom.

Then I taught you indie dance moves.

[Pre-Chorus]

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

and we both realized we were inspirational

[Chorus]

We were walking down dead end streets

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

[Verse]

....It's Saturday shouldn't you be up at the bar,

cautiously dancing to your favorite David Bowie song.

The future, the loser, and me

If I had my way then we would climb up on my car,

pass you a note that says come with me to Brooklyn.

The future, the loser.

[Pre-Chorus]

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

and we both realized we were inspirational

[Chorus]

We were walking down dead end streets

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

[Spoken word]

Considering that I cannot think of a word

that intertwines gold and democracy

I will end my weeks on notes of good exposure

Maybe I’ll sink, maybe I’ll swim.

I’ll bet I spend the majority of them floating.

[Bridge]

.....Will you feel the same

.....when my hair gets longer?

.....And will you feel the same

.....when your eyes see sober?

.....Will you feel the same

.....when my hair gets longer?

.....And will you feel the same

.....when your eyes see sober?

[Pre-Chorus]

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

and we both realized we were inspirational

[Chorus]

We were walking down dead end streets

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

Gorged with promise.

Smoke-filled champion

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