Dispatches

Pilot my body by
Remote control
Irresponsible and reckless
It drowns out the smoke
On my clothes
The scent you left on my pillow

And the spaces between her words
That you illustrate for yourself
And the gaps you fill right to the top
What's in the frame and what's not

Waving a brief goodbye
And still staring down
The train tracks
And when I get home
And when I'm alone
It builds it's nest inside my chest

And in the spaces between her words
That you illustrate for yourself
And the gaps you fill right to the top
What's in the frame and what's not
And the stories that fly through my head tend to lead me to ask
If you're still
Transmitting
Cause I'm not
receiving

And the spaces between her words
That you illustrate for yourself
And the gaps you fill right to the top
What's in the frame and what's not



Credits
Writer(s): Ed Hambly
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