Key/Hole - Lee Ranaldo and the Dust

I’m thinking about the first line

That I wrote you way back when

You always said that I was

The last in a long line of friends

But peeking through a keyhole

There’s only so much to take in

Things get so uneven

Like they do in the end

Deny me

Any indication

Define me

Any way you can

That’s

When I called

You over

See a little darkness

Mixed in with the light

Know your kisses arrow to nights of sweet delights

Let’s make the bad of a bad situation

Try to define love

Any way we can

That’s

When I called

You over

Your bright like a shadow

Dark like a sunny day

You shuffled all the pages

Until the words decayed

I’m a traveler in the hard hard rain

And you my dear are quite insane

I’m in the middle of the river

Scattered ropes and jewels for ever

I’m back out on the town now

Back out on your street

I feel a little strange about it

But you know what I mean

So take this as a last line

Take this as the end

Scatter through the chatter

And full malcontent

Lets take our eyes out

And complete the conversation

Devise a way out

Of our grandest plans

That’s

When I called

You over