1. Keepsake

From the recording WE ARE A GHOST NOW, YOU & I


When you looked at me
And you called my name,
Offered me a drink.
I’m in your brother’s house and he’s away.

I’m a bruise in here,
In your clean, white space.
You lock eyes with me,
Open a bottle. Ask if I would stay?
Here in your home.
I won’t sleep while the others are,
Sleep with another one,
Sleep with the covers blown easy.
Here in your home.