WET CLOTHES

Keep our wet clothes on to fight the heat

As we lay on the grass which had been placed here so conveniently, next to sea

Living my teenage years with you in our mid 20’s, 

swinging in a park on a Thursday evening,

  Just bought an old car so we race around the streets in our way home,

To your mums house tryna’ beet all the lights,

Weaving much more carefully then when I was 18

When I was, when I was, when I was 18

 

Showed me love that I grew up believing in,

Before all the heartbreak corruption leaked in and,

Now the only mission is getting closer closer to you

 

There’s nothing happening outside of the space we share, 

‘smiles on’, tattood down on your ankle not a single care, feeling self aware 

You’re giving me that look that throws me ‘round the room,

not really fair the things you do, 

  I can feel you staring straight on through my flesh and bones, when you hold 

That gaze there’s no need for a light, 

Feeling much more self assured then when I was 18

When I was, when I was, when I was 18

 

Showed me love that I grew up believing in,

Before all the heartbreak corruption leaked in and,

Now the only mission is getting closer closer to you

 

We know 

no matter how far 

we go 

we will never 

get as close as we want

To eachother

 

Showed me love that I grew up believing in,

Before all the heartbreak corruption leaked in and,

Now the only mission is getting closer closer to you