Sweet Avenue

tasting you in rain I walk down to the train try not to look down this day could some day be an anniversary everything is light and sound facing forwards going slowly wait for you to show me where this train wants to go living by the hour I stop for every flower everything is soft and slow now all these tastes improve through the view that comes with you like they handed me my life for the first time it felt right thank you for making me see there's a life in me it was dying to get out holding you we make two spoons beneath an April moon everything is soft and sweet this cigarette it could seduce a nation with its smoke crawling down my tired throat scratches part of me that's purring softly stirring I'm a captain of industry smoking famously feet up on the windowsill look at all these trees I feel affinity with everything so soft and still budding at my fingertips touching you I start to bloom alive with trains and passing ships soft and sweet along your lips now