"hot shower winter morning" lyrics

Hot shower winter morning, through the fog I stumble forward
Towards an image that's been forming in my mind
All these days run together like a scrapbook
Bare skin tight fault lines in your back shook
Just said I need to slow my body down
A glass pipe bends light around a hole
Love's like a falling feeling
Dying's a part of healing

Cold shower summer evening, eyes stretched wide
To grasp the last strands of light as it was leaving
Watch a year change the shape of your face
Scraping sounds in your chest make a new space
You look for patterns but nothing comes
Try with a softer focus, the clutch finds the floor below us
Our pupils swallow up the world

Hot shower winter morning, redwood back road
Dead friend's band on the stereo
Hill of dead grass held a heavy mist
Afraid of all the lives that you might have missed
I stole your lighter one last time
Got on a plane to nowhere
Now I can't feel shit for myself
Every fire needs a little bit of help

Cold shower summer evening, arms stretched up
To hang dead flowers from the ceiling
How when I kiss your neck and feel your breathing on my arm
The pattern just keeps coming on
I pull you back to where you are: the smell of burnt tin foil
Buzzing flies, yellowed light, and I know
What you love is where you go

When you come down, tell me what you've been thinking 'bout
I lost another moment in the tilting of your jaw
Forgive my car, you can throw all that old shit anywhere
I'm sorry if the mess I'm in made you think I didn't care
When you come down, tell me what you've been dreaming up
A late night scheme to finally get to what's been burning underneath
Windows down, let in that sticky summer New York City air
A quarter tank, a couple drinks could get us anywhere