Tapping Fingers

Let me know if this is the last day
We run our bodies as we go to sleep
Tapping fingers as a way to speak
This is how
Building a nest of pins
A head to rest on a limb

Waiting to get longer
I pull out an arm to touch you

You're soft
I'm in the parking lot
Ready to pick you up
Ready to burst
Ready to curse the few hours we've got
Who am I while wanting you?
Are they laughing at my thin skin?

It's better than sleeping, though
Yeah, it's better than sleeping, though
It's better than sleeping, though
Yeah, it's better than sleeping, though

Let me know if this is the last day
We run our bodies as we go to sleep
Tapping fingers as a way to speak
This is how
Building a nest of pins
A head to rest on a limb

It's better than sleeping, though
Everything's better than sleeping, though



Credits
Writer(s): Karin Elizabeth Dreijer
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