The Judge

The creases in his eyes won't ever like be arranged in a sphere Long distance innocence is a story you tell well to our ears Let it go And you know what only takes too late And we know it takes two to relate An echo of the Southern one, a friend you share with me on a screen Caretaker of the minds who won't let no one near or between Two feelings And you know what only takes too late And we know it takes two to relate A fading photo textured in the rain A frozen turnstile, too late to begin A beating heart won't go away Separation always gets her way A fleeting heart has gone away Celebration always points the way Middle sign of a sister ending with a rose, but only here West Coast love is long distance but not to worry, dear-it's only fear Don't come here And you know what only takes too late And we know it takes two to relate A fading photo textured in the rain A frozen turnstile, too late to begin