I've gone as far as I can go   The rest you must do alone   With your pants around your knees    You said "don't leave me please"   But this is as far as I can go      And so I swivel on my heel   And soon the green becomes the grey   Now that my sister's cleaned my car   I can depart from where you are   I never liked the country anyway   The birds, they steal things from my sleep   They sing the promises I couldn't keep      Last night I dreamed the alphabet   Out of my voice, all pretty plastic shapes   Muted microphones    Turned in my hands to ice cream cones   And the silence was all syrupy, all candy, tarts and cake   The saccharine shine of baby spit   The secret trail it leaves upon a tit   Oh, the sad curl and smear of baby spit   I said "yes" but I did not agree to this      Last night I dreamed of paper trails   Dolls without faces joined infinitely with fingerless arms   Blank as the air was dead and sound is chasing the stillness all around   Is choking the vibrations   Beady little tales of sewing needles and a ball of string   Tear them apart and make them sing   Of sewing needles and ball of string   My useless heart, a wedding ring      Apologies are boring and they're trite   But if desired, I will see what I can find   As soon as the concrete comes into view   Pencil to paper we'll move for you   Squeeze our time together to lines and lines and lines of fifty words   Across the page   Big decision all contained in a phrase   I know I promised you all along   Forgive me please, for I cannot