Tennessee Kamanski - Great American Novel Lyrics

Hazel Renegade, I saw you leaving
So cool, waving, out your own eye black
Too good to nickname
Great American novel dripping down your back

You called me not for my birthday
From a bathroom stall
Surely not having gathered
My number from a wall
You rang for mind
Or fine, for a good time
I'll not forget your light top mine

I don't mind who is naked in your pocket
No sense to it, you don't fit in a locket
Had the thought to see me through
And weren't shy about trying
Pulled me out of time, stretched me out far
And sent me flying
In my slingshot yearn for no return
Undiscovered by the sirens

If you ever call for my birthday
It'll be my fault
I should have already gathered my things
Started the car
But I swear I don't mind
All I want for you's a good time
I can't forget your light top mine
I won't cry, don't cry

As I soar over the bay that once I could not cross
All I feared of you, of depth, to calm bathwater's lost
How unkind the glimpse that the wrong time allows
You were there then, I am here now