Single (Live)

I'm sipping on the sounds of the afternoon

When the wind blows out I'll breathe it and out again

And listen to the overture with you

One last time to sit down and watch the world in stereo

Then the chalk lines and the bass lines they

Drew straight lines onto the pavement

And they curved up and they fell down and they wrote up

What we missed out and what I could have been then

What we could have been then

And sometime somewhere when we start to heal

Our hearts will follow there where our new pressed bodies feel

Prefectly still inside

Now we're single

I drew a pretty little memory of us and I held it out and I held it up

I let it breathe and put it back into my pocket

We'd take it out for special occasions

Where you and me were feeling gracious

And we'd pretend it looked like Christmas all rosy and clean

Then you'd see how things change

How they'd be if we'd stayed

And she'll make you happier than me and we'd see that

So I'll smile and you'll leave

And I'll do my best to make believe

In the inconsequence and words and all those other things

Then we'll begin to get undressed and shed our skin

Let them start their own lives

Make a way out to the distance

Where our new pressed bodies lie

Prefectly still inside

Now we're single

Then we'll begin to get undressed and shed our skin

Let them start their own lives

Make a way out to the distance

Where our new pressed bodies lie

Prefectly still inside

Now we're single

I'm sipping on the afternoon