The Bailor

i didn't know what to expect but like a ghost you came, it felt
i didn't know how close to get to your morning coat and cigarette

so make it tough but just enough to ease my mind
make it so that time goes slow; the days we sleep, the nights we hunt.

So save it for another day.

let us go, u and i,when the evening spreads out against the sky
let us go through certain streets of desert sands, where all silence meets

i didn't know what to expect but like a ghost you came, it felt
i didn't know how close to get to your morning coat and cigarette

So save it for another day.