"Made me kiss you with a whisper
and violently you swung, through unfamiliar tounge. Couldn't listen to tradition, grabbed me by the wrist to silently insist... And when i'm in the confines of crawling walls, you hold me in place, the ripples on the ceiling the avenues, unsugared taste. Waste away the evening, the afternoon, the afternoon's hat... Together we'll find something to direct some laughter at."