Desire Lines

It's raining
In this room
And it's so hot
Outside this room

I don't know
No one here
I don't want
To be here in this room

We hold parties
In our sleep
We fill ourselves up
In our sleep

And I'll heal you when you're ill
Though it's hard keeping still in our sleep

Pries the hair out
Of her mouth
Whilst the circus
Is heading south

While we search
In the sand
Don't ask them to understand
Why they cover up their hands
And their mouths