The Shortest Stare Letra

we were both reading Leviathan

not necessarily your best seller



the color of her jacket was just my style

her lipstick smiled with the absence of guile

her skirt was brown with patterns of flowers that bled

they bled into the days of after



the subway stopped at Sheridan Square

she left, I reached for her arm but my arm was silently still

i saw her through the window - she walked right by

a guy with a trumpet and she gave him a coin with that smile



then she stopped, i thought she would turn around

she listened to the trumpeter's call

"polkadots and moonbeams" it echoed with grace

whether or not it was apropos.