Blue Raspberry

Heavy hearted, empty handed
I fell in love again
And this time I can't stand it
The Sun is setting, light is dripping from the trees
In the car, you saw visions through the leaves
Not very far, but enough, I guess, to grieve
Daphne said that it's a revolving door, fogged up glass, a linoleum floor
Moving fast till your body takes the score
It all seems as real and tangible to me as white chocolate and blue raspberry
Early in the morning when we sting all of our teeth
Let the water cross its eyes and I'll forget to breathe
Heavy-handed, empty-hearted,
I poured it all out before it even started
And I think I probably do the same thing
You do
Yeah, I probably have that embedded in me after all those years