Night Channels - Foxing

We danced naked outside of your bathroom

Until our bare feet sweat tracks on the tile

As you came you moaned about loving them

Such convenience in regret after the fact

While our hitch breaths trip on false moves

We both know we’ll be right here again

So by now I know where the door is

I’ll wait outside until you call me back in

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

We purged on the milk of new treason

As we clung to our warp weighted loom

By the time we were done we were woven in

Such constriction from a self made trap

And on these antlers dry-rot cracks through

I left myself too open for you

So by now I know what decay is

And I’ll lay on waves until the night channels end

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart

Future love, don’t fall apart