Opaque (Wow and Flutter Live @ Home)

You came to me last night
Held my hand to your chest tight
Like you’ve never done before
Like you’ve never done before

Your violet hair, folded floral pocket square
All in monochrome
Your words sweet like chloroform
Can’t decipher what you’re saying
I’m not paying attention
Is this your redemption or another deception
Staged by my brain
Where it never stops raining
I doubt that’s why my eyes are always dry
Spell drought when I’m about to cry
Sprouts they always die
Same route I took too many times
I’m bout to end this ride

Cashmere cardigan, no time for shenanigans
My crime is sentimentality
The decor on our mantelpiece
Heartbeats on my creased sleeve
To clean your glasses with reality
My vision’s myopic
No revisions on 101 topics
One-on-one optics
I’m exhausted or so it seems
No use seeking amnesty in lucid dreams

Drop me off at the next stop, in this thick fog
No big talks, just opaque thoughts
I’m praying to a fake god
You’re playing with a safe shot
No night plots, let’s go back to our day jobs