Bell into My Ear - Chris Staples

On nights like tonight

When the stations come in clear

Every note of every chord

Like a bell into my ear

And the peripheral sounds

They do not mean a thing

Go ahead and blur it out with a twist of the focus ring

Our love was a song

It went on and on and on

Into the morning hour

The sweetest grapes

Became so sour

But now we know what were made of

The paint is all chipped away

The wheels are falling off

And they’re towing it away

I was a cold automatic beast

Sometimes i was your lover

Combat me as a foe

Protect me as a mother

It’s not a ship coming to port

A holiday parade

A big band finale

It was just a cool spot in the shade

Our love was just a whisper

Spoken softly in the night

Picked up and floated on

Unable to be made right