take-off from GETAWAY by Cereal Break

he's only ever speaking
& i'm drifting away
till i can reach the weekend
where my memories all decay

when i'm old & senile
my husband curled up in my arms
in blissful sunshine, meanwhile my father's rotting in the dirt where he belongs

we'll grow old together
we'll fly jetplanes having fun
& hope that dad don't look up
see me fly too close to the sun
i snuck you in my window
pretended we were in the sand
on our desert island
where they can't see you kiss my hand

when i'm old & senile
looking back on all our years
i'll hope it all was worthwhile, and then you'll listen to my fears

• R&B/Soul
• cheez-its
• glowing
• lo-fi
• sex music
• whine
• Evanston