Powder  in  your  hair,  staples  in  your  jeans

fire  works  at  the  water

you  were  holding  me,

a  styro-foam  the  cup

held  between  your  teeth,

telling  me  how  you're  going  to

I'll  live  your  body,  though  you  said  I  wrote  it  down

one  said,  one  sweet  girl,

say,  maybe  I  look  better  than  to  read  more,

the  more  it's  written

After  everything,  after  everything.

left  in  the  sun,  shivering.

after  everything.

Gathering  your  stone,  talk  to  fill  the  space

you  know  where  some  soul  was,  when  they  were  orange

and  every  night  it  seem,  talk  me  out  of  everything.

Careful  what  you're  sayin  this,  don't  waste

a  single  drop,

when  you  said  I  wrote  it  down,  won't  say,  won't  speak  the  same

After  everything,  after  everything.

left  in  the  sun,  shivering.

after  everything.

When  you  said  I  wrote  it  down,  won't  say

won't  speak  the  same,

maybe  I',  no  better  than  to  read  more

the  words  there.

After  everything,  after  everything.

Left  in  the  sun,  shivering.

After  everything.