Oxygen Tent

After the oxygen tent
Where the doctors coughed smiled
And came and went
You said «I am a trinity I am a ghost
I promise it won’t get this bad again»
And all that’s left are promises
You must be getting tired of promises
Between this beginning and our end
There must be something we haven’t said
The beer buzz is enough to wash you out
And the band’s playing top forty radio
The couple dances slowlike
Erase the stars and gallileo
And all that’s left are promises
You must be getting tired of promises
Between this beginning and our end
There must be something we haven’t said
After the oxygen tent
Where the doctors coughed smiled
And came and went
You said «I am a trinity, I am a ghost
I promise it won’t get this bad again.»