| The Set Table |
|---|
| Your warm sweater |
| Your torn letters |
| They’re all that matters |
| At the window watching the elegant traffic |
| It’s all fantastic |
| And when you find these things that make you shine |
| Don’t let them too far outside of your life |
| The set table |
| The friend smiling |
| The bones piling |
| The smoke hanging |
| And the soft mention |
| Deserve attention |
| So when you find these things that make you shine |
| Don’t let them too far outside of your life |
| But don’t try to hold them too hard Inside your mind when they slide |
| When they slide |
| When they slide |
