Over The Jeans
Andrew Kenny
Making a ball
A ball with my fingers
So I can bury them all
Inside of the night
How come in all of my dreams
I have all of my clothes on?
And the blinds drawn?
There's never ghosts
That are hiding in my house
There's never a kiss from
A suicide crush
There's never a fire
That turns into a horse I ride
Riding a warning into the morning
I wanna dance with the dead
In the dead of a dark night
I wanna war with the will
That it takes to take life
And just for once I want one win that's real
And to laugh and to love and to be loved
All with the lights on