Velvet Corners

Old couch

Frayed edge, same spot

Ashtray halo

Drink with a melting rock

You laugh

Say my taste is bad

But you keep on

Sipping what I had

Bare feet

On the table, you hum

Little off-key tune

That I came from

You ask

“Do you ever feel done?”

I shrug

“We just get less young”

We in these velvet corners

Moving slow through the years

Let the late light pour us

Another round of our fears

You lean on my shoulder, drifting

World falls out of view

If the days keep soft and distant

I could grow old here with you, with you

Phone buzz

Face down, let it ring

Outside

Someone chases some big thing

In here

Dust dances in a beam

We trade

Stupid secrets, quiet dreams

You say

“Maybe we already won”

If peace

Is a half-finished song

We talk

Till the words turn to sighs

Your hand

Draws circles on my thigh (yeah)

We in these velvet corners

Moving slow through the years

Let the late light pour us

Another round of our fears

You lean on my shoulder, drifting

World falls out of view

If the days keep soft and distant

I could grow old here with you, with you

If the paint chips

Let it fall

If the plans slip

Let ‘em stall

We got old jokes

Same small view

Same low glow

Same you

We in these velvet corners

Moving slow through the years

Let the late light pour us

Another round of our fears

You lean on my shoulder, drifting

World falls out of view

If the days keep soft and distant

I could grow old here with you, with you (with you)