I got a shoulder full of you
Pushing like the blacksmith's sorrow
Lashes full of dew
I miss you
Deer tracks on an unmade bed
Somebody said they saw you
Flying down from Forest Park
On a broken 10-speed bike
I got a shoulder full of you
Your neck is sweet like sugar water
Running down the storm
I miss you
I'll kiss you
Deer tracks on an unmade bed
Somebody said they saw you
Flying down from Forest Park
With a broken wing in flight
Like a crow that's lost its sight
Like the day without the night
I miss you
