looking past branches   past fresh mown grass   dirt licking my elbows   I watch his hand move   up up up her dress   don't run away from me now   don't run away from me now      she’s down on the ground   she gives the boy smile   I think of you I think of that   man all the while   you see my dreams   are filled with him   his face shows up on on   in my favorite Danish   don’t run away from me now   don’t run away from me now      she’s willing   just breathe   willing one day I’ll be      sail through my ears   I heard you fine the first time   ‘time to let it go’   time to give my gun a nice   surprise surprise      wiling. just breathe   willing. peeping tommi