Rust & Reverie

I lit a match

in the rain The kitchen clock was leaning to the left

The sink kept time with its crooked drip I wrote my name

on a paper plate Then watched it soften at the lip You

said the rent was another kind of weather

I said my shoes knew that by heart

We laughed like broken shopping carts Still rolling after dark

We're still here with the paint on our hands Still loud enough

to rattle the pans If the floor gives out we'll learn to

dance

Right through the fall,

right through the fall We're still here,

we're still here Your bike chain sang on the walk upstairs My

coat held smoke from someone else's fire The landlord smiled through his

missing tooth Like mercy came with tangled wire We pinned our plans

to a freezer door Half joke,

half map, half dare The night bent back but we stayed put

Like crooked nails in plaster there

Oh my hands shake,

but they still make

A little room, a little room

(ahhhh) A little room

We're still here

with the paint on our hands

Still loud enough to rattle the pans If the floor gives out

we'll learn to dance

Right through the fall,

right through the fall We're

still here, we're still here Morning comes in through a cracked blind

We grin at the wreck and call it mine We're still

here

We're still here