Love Runs Dry

Written August 27, 2012 Wine and dine until your fine To follow me home, my lover Rustle under tussled sheets And embrace me 'til your mine Infrastructure will collapse Buildings crumble to the past Walk along the atmosphere And you'll be fine I'm not looking for your hand I just want to be your lover Float down to the river's end Fall off of the horizon I promise that I won't forget What it means to be your muse But I can't give you my word While all the lakes run dry Would you follow me again And think of me your friend? Forget your inhibitions And lie within contrition