Miss Page, I Love You
There’s a tiny bit of you that I’ve kept on a page
In the best frame of mind that I will not to age
It’s the place where the flowers go, hush bye, and children know
Only in your dreams
In the crook of my eye there’s a place where I lie
I say “baby it’s alright, we’re safe from the outside”
Only if you know
Only if you know me well enough to see
The bodies of men that they’d like to be
And we said nothing
All hail the great break of dawn on the field
Where the bodies of men lie to others they’ve killed
So before I confess to the place I’ve obsessed
There’s a line you can take, you pass to the rest
Write it where it wants to go, I’ll be where the silence knows
Only in your dreams
And this tiny piece of you that I’ve kept for an age
It’s crinkled and its poor and it’s hardly ever played
It’s a song all the same you now, write it where it wants to go
I’ll be in your dreams
I’ll be in your dreams

