I'm sipping on the sounds of the afternoon
When the wind blows out, I'll breathe it and out again
And listen to the overture with you
One last time to sit down and watch the world in stereo
Then the chalk lines and the bass lines they
Drew straight lines onto the pavement
And they curved up and they fell down and they wrote up
What we missed out and what I could have been then
What we could have been then
And sometime somewhere when we start to heal
Our hearts will follow there where our new pressed bodies feel
Perfectly still inside
Now we're single
I drew a pretty little memory of us and I held it out and I held it up
I let it breathe and put it back into my pocket
We'd take it out for special occasions
Where you and me were feeling gracious
And we'd pretend it looked like Christmas, all rosy and clean
Then you'd see how things change
How they'd be, if we'd stay
And she'll make you happier than me and we'd see that
So I'll smile and you'll leave
And I'll do my best to make believe
In the inconsequence and words and all those other things
Then we'll begin to get undressed and shed our skin
Let them start their own lives
Make a way out to the distance
Where our new pressed bodies lie
Perfectly still inside
Now we're single
Then we'll begin to get undressed and shed our skin
Let them start their own lives
Make a way out to the distance
Where our new pressed bodies lie
Perfectly still inside
Now we're single
