Dryness - Gleemer

I’m the dryness in your mouth

The weight of contact

Watch you dance around the house

They’re calling us back

It’s the patterns tracing dusty on the floor

Looking like someone you’d stay up for

Crawling under like you

Push it back to where it started

Will you wait around the bed

You’re kicking off sheets

Trace a knife around your head

You wanna show me

It’s the way you’re standing barefoot next to her

Every time she’s home

Like you felt it