We Get Down - Aloha

We get down from the highway where I have been sent to keep you from resting

You’re the one in the burning house

We get down to the basement where the music they are making, accompanies the

chasing

We’re the ones in the burning house

Not a fire, a light that surrounds the sort of heat when something’s begun

Before this I felt with no one

We get down to a sunrise, when all the air has passed from your lungs into mine

And life hangs like a cloud in the sky

We get up and get angry when the light comes early but misses us entirely

Can we stretch the nights of our lives into a shade that softens the light?

As the moon is ate by the sun

Before this I saw with no one

If I could, I’d make up a world as foggy as I feel, and tender as a nerve

The glass of our heads, upon which we stood, and said if I could I’d break

these doubting words in your head

I would break this doubting world from our head

If I could, I would tear this love from no one