For Peter

I think I fell over you in my sleep

You're not the basic Angel I'd meet on the street

Your halo slipped, it's calling half past 10

and I followed close by

You're like putty crawling over warm sand

You pick me up (I'm just a fool for this man)

I reach around to find a fortunate plan

but it's cleverly dismissed

he's history, he's present

he's running with the shadows

he's like cracks inside a bruised mistake

i'm here for him forever

Midnight's falling over my face

It's just a pleasure snuggled up with a pain

for the man who's scattered desperately

inside my dream

I must admit I like the tip in your hat

You're well engaged save for the days you go flat

Empty veins don't miss a trick

they cry fast

Relinquish

I crave your body close to mine

I'd like to be the one to save you for awhile

you survive with style complete with burgundy thrills

I'll drink you