Worsening
Baths
4:26The dream isn't wild, it isn't new Men who haven't met in a motel room We're in some better off relative's lakeside home It's own sunset and time zone Our folks off on their own We could mingle just below The cedar stairwell if we so chose Just beyond the threshold But for now, it's low lamplight And eyes glued That mood I feared I'd always have to refuse Blooms like it was meant to The dream isn't wild, it isn't new It soothes and alludes to being Two American grooms Toasting to travel and awe To health and to youth Below the cedar stairwell in the living room Flaunt you on my lap like I'm joking Our parents pause to see us through the glassware They want us like this And life is fair