temporary safe house

I'm out here
Can see better
About a long time
To come to love

I'm out here
Like a weather vane
It's all the same line
I'm thinking of

The wind begins to take the space to either side of love
It's right above me I waste it
From place to place I try and try to
Free the feeling I describe as love being patient

Capture for me
And single out
A bottle to keep this feeling until there's a drought
I know it seems so plentiful now
But things dry up and leave you with what you found
And the stuff that's around
But this place could be anyone's house
Why would I be anyone?



Credits
Writer(s): August Kamp
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