Behind The Frontlines

Blue light of morning palm trees in rows The end of my affair with the west coast I was already dressed when she opened her mouth And decided to give up the ghost Helicopters the coast guard and radar screens The haunted and lonely technology I'll cut all my ties with the dead and the dying I have been wasting my time In need of a substance to steady my hands I'm gonna make the most of this day's plans Falling in love with the shivering engines Falling in love with the prettiest sound I'm on your side Behind the frontlines A tear in the fabric that no one could see But your heart was always unraveling I gathered the twine as it trailed from behind Collected it all in my coat The Pacific Ocean you claim as your own The vineyard the graveyard the grapes and the bones Falling in love with the weight of the water Falling in love with the taste of the ghost I'm on your side