The ghost sits on the steps – spins circles at the door
I laugh and touch my hair, I look at the floor
Two steps back in time – and then I replay what you have said
Does this mean what I think – have you said this before?
This innuendo
This is a chemical rush – from somewhere deep
I laugh and touch my hair, spin circles – I don't sleep
Two more steps and then I see you look at me
With guardian eyes locked in – dabbling in chemistry.
This innuendo ... shades of ‘Afterglow'
And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go
I think I think I know that music gilds the air
I think it's worth the pain – walk thru the mirror there
And two steps off a cliff – I float on the open tune
I keep asking only if I'll ever find you here
This innuendo ... quiet tremolo
And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go
This easy resonance undoes the light of day –
Can't look you in the eye – so I write the night away
Take the lines two by two – I put the charter down
It's so hard so close to you – but I keep coming anyway
I keep answering anyway – I keep keeping steady time
I keep keeping up with it – I walk past the firing signs
I cover up the smell of you with smoke and darker air
I pen it in guardian blue and I keep walking this fine line –
A metaphor – a hazy afternoon
It's dancing at my door – this reckless, open tune
I call it weight and light – the shadow and the dream
Hang on the open string – and I'll be falling soon.
This innuendo ... this smoke and mirrors show
And you know what I mean – it's time for me to go
I gotta let you go
Let me go.