Hemlock - not an athlete (nov three) Lyrics

A fear that if I think of you too much
You'll disappear
Dissolve into the sunglint shining off the Delaware
Like on the day you were born
Like always leave em wanting more

A pattern of scarcity
Following following
Like a bitten tongue
Like a dotted line
A claw in the shoulder
The burn of a sparkler
You walk under ladders
Without hesitation

I listen to your songs in the airport
N I'd take the punches but who's keeping score
I mean to say I want you more
I want you more than once
And now

I call you back on a d minus day
I remember the tower hangin from your chain
And I'm not an athlete but I play the game
Best I can

I call you back on another weekday
Call your name up the tower hung round your necks chain
And I'm not an athlete but I can play the game
Im writing you lines as im boarding the plane
Hardly know where have I been, wondering where I'm going
Or what's the use knowing

If the honey keeps upon the shelf until it crystallizes
Or if we're to share a spoonful stirred into a steeped desire
If you give me just a taste it's true that I may take a mile
If you give me just a taste, can I take another mile?

Or I can take my time, the long way round to your back door
Every inch of arms length held already measured and adorned
Surely again I'll adore another as I have before who left me aching for more
(You) leave me aching for more

Teeth on teeth or touch on arm or my
Ear against your chest couldnt do no harm
And your heartbeat sounds so steady n I admit I am surprised
Easy as one turns to two, yr unfalterin blues meet mine
Until I turn away
Until I look away

And I'm not an athlete
And I am still learning the rules of the game
No I'm not an athlete
But a short wick burns out and the smoke spells your name