Sunsick

East coast sunrise
 Smoke-speckled eyes
 The changing of the tides wash out my clouded mind
 Burning daylight, like the skin on your thighs,
 Melting my mind
 Melting my resolve
 Until I'm all empty
 Yeah, you're right
 I never really got the hang of you
 I've memorized the back you turn into
 When you run against the shore
 Midday morning sunbeams crawl along the carpet
 Our murky shadows are breathing eachother's air
 Twisting waves of downtime, blonde-ish melancholy
 Is carried over from Sunday's afternoon
 Yeah, you're right,
 I never really got the hang of you
 I memorized the back you've turned into
 Oh, I'm mesmerized by the way you run
 No
 Running past in slow-mo
 I don't want you to go
 Taking mental photos
 I don't want to know
 When we have to go home
 I just want to stay here
 Stop time for the next year
 I can't let go