Body English - Dead Horse Beats

Another evening gone ignoring chatter

Intervening thoughts when you know that it’s bad for you

I can’t feel your love and you know that I’d rather

Tryna keep it up mind over matter yeah

What a healing thought: my kind of dreaming

Have you even thought: who are you appealing to?

Why even call?

Belief in breathing?

When we forgot that kind of feeling too?

If these hands could talk oh what a story

But they’re clamming up when you’re before me

That’s a major flaw, another category

Gonna fade me out, but tell me one thing before you do

Did you mean it all or were you climbing closer?

Is the feeling gone when any time now is overdue?

Did the ceiling fall with no one to toast to?

It’s a speaking role, so tell me what I’m supposed to do