Ashland

It turns out I have a book of matches
 Right here in my pocket
 And you had climbed down a well
 You must've been waiting there for me
 I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for god's sake
 But I want to light it
 Will you let me light it
 I can see right across
 I'm sure that I know where you're sleeping
 My heart is the color it makes
 When buildings reflect on the water
 My heart is a building
 And you are the ceiling
 I like it when
 There is hardly any light
 And the morning
 Is fighting in my eyes
 I'll wrestle you in
 I'll wrestle you in every thought
 I'll wrestle you in
 I'll wrestle you in every thought
 It turns out water is clear
 As soon as you stop to catch it
 It turns out I do not fly
 Because my wings are elastic
 And they bring me back here
 Back across the water
 They bring me back here
 Across the water
 I like it when
 There are hardly any lights
 And the morning
 Is fighting in my eyes
 I'll wrestle you in
 I'll wrestle you into every thought
 I'll wrestle you in
 I'll wrestle you into every thought