central station

You put your arms around me like an old lover

I could smell the drink on your breath when you whispered to me

The dreams you keep

Now you're barely a faint mirage in the night

And when I get a flutter inside I fear

The butterfly's not real

And that's all I care for

'Cause that's what I thought I'd known

I feel wrong, I must be

Tell me so

If you're gonna be the moon then know it

I can see you wax and wane but the gravity pulls me forth and back

Over and over

I suppose that's the stubborn nature of me

I can feel and I have to feel the whiplash of the tide

That casts me out and lures me in

And that's all I really know

'Cause that's all I've ever known"That's just the way things tend to be"

They say so

But must the sea be chained to the moon?

Is it not nearly vast and deep as it is or is that the issue?

Is that the issue?

Such a sobering thought that I surrender so quick

I can attest to such a fever, it's the same moon that tears me apart

And puts me together again

Together again

Together again