Key/Hole

by Lee Ranaldo

I'm thinking about the first line that I wrote you
Way back when
You always said I was the last
In your long line of friends
But peeking through a keyhole
There's only so much to take in
Things get so uneven
Like they do in the end

Deny me any indication
Define me any way you can
That's when I call you over

See a little a darkness
Mixed in with the light
I know your kisses herald
A night of sweet delights

Let's make the best of a bad situation
Try to define love any way we can
That's when I call you over

You're bright like a shadow
And dark like a sunny day
You shuffled all the pages
Until the words decayed
I'm a traveler in the hard, hard rain
And you, my dear, are quite insane

I'm in the middle of the river
Scattered ropes and jewels forever

I'm back out on the town now
Back out on your street
I feel a little strange about it
But you know what I need
So take this as a last line
Take this as the end
Scattered fruit and chatter
And youthful malcontents

Let's take our eyes out
And then complete the conversation
Devise a way out of our grandest plans
That's when I call you over