Cordova

My sweet, sweet Cordova
You are the signal that I wait to receive
And if you're scared to walk alone
I will follow close behind and keep you safe
My sweet inspiration
You are the target that I tape to my back
And when the tax man comes to take me away
You will open up the door and let him in

My sweet inhibition
It keeps me safe from these words I would say
If they could fall out of my mouth
And retire to the paper

You buzz around my arms and legs
But never into my head
I just don't get it
You could sail us to the edge of the earth
Fly me to the moon
And I'd still forget it

My sweet enemy
You are the scissors that cut my tape
My oldest friend
For all the love in Kansas
On the ocean, far away
I can almost see the shape
Of a hand that waves goodbye
And when I needed you the most
I turned to Cordova
She was nowhere to be seen

Come on honey, don't be late
I could use the company
I know you know
Wrap me up in radio wire
Tie me to the stake
I still have hope for us



Credits
Writer(s): Nolan Debrincat
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