Perfect Tourists

My sweet, they knew I’d be losing you
But I thought I could prevent it
Policing my heart is all I can do
We were perfect tourists
In a hopeless moment
There’s no future in it
Is it morning there yet?
Is she with you right now?
I’m not alone myself
I’m not alone myself
But I have a vision of you
My sweet, it’s sad the options we had were
Desertion or surrender
I remember our talks like a sound collage
There’s a tear in the fuselage of our plane
We’re going down now
We’re driving down a divided highway
It’s time we started to stop
It’s time we started to stop
We’re breaking everyone’s heart
There’s a pain dull and nameless
I miss what I don’t know
Walking the alleys in anticipation
I long to hear your sleepy words
I long to hear your sleepy words
Like silence in my ears
Like silence in my ears
My sweet, it seems we’re a bit like those dreams
Where you’re punch-drunk and accepting
I write you this song as I see the first flurry
And the lines getting blurry
Between memory and imagination
Speech and distance are aligning against us
But we can hide in the cinema
We can hide in the cinema
We’ll be safe in the dark