more hours

(for Bob)

when I come home

and you come down

we are together again

when I come home

you are so loud

I pull your treat packet out

Blue, blue, blue eyes

White, white, white, white

Jump into and out of my life

I look down at you

You reach up to me

Blue, blue, blue eyes

White, white, white, white

Jump into and out of my life

Hours

a little taste from our recording "tranquilizers".

Hours by user184107

no york

closed, closing, closed

the bars and the stores

without which

there are no more

mar's bar, max fish

one can't come back

from this

no york

no more