Clutching Stems - The Ladybug Transistor

In all this teariness

I’m weak to your response

But I can’t speak of things

You take the Hudson line

Up to Quaker Ridge

And I’ve just realized

No, I ain’t dreamin' this

I’m reaching for your heart

Headlines and deadlines

Whisper low, ignore the light

Sometimes

We’ll deny

Closing slowly, reach devine

Let me go, these walls I wish I could kick or knock

And now that I’m not

It’s all coming apart

I don’t think I’ll resist

And I don’t think I can quit

Red vines and dead nights

Whisper low, ignore the light

Sometimes, not all the time

Closing slowly, reach devine

Let me go

These walls I wish I could kick or knock

And now that I’m not

It’s all coming apart

Come, dear, enjoy the light

Blue and dying 'til the end, and I’m left clutching stems

Uptown, marquee spells fright

But I can’t see my friends, and I’m left clutching stems

You’re found, when a poem shines bright

When all that’s left is the flames, and I’m left clutching stems