Texty: Matthew Good Band. A Single Explosion.

I dreamed last night of sirens
by flashing I had found you
you just held my hand
by the bright lights in some ICU
even the plan-less have a plan

I can't write love songs when I'm on these things
I'm affable, responsible, but hard to be around
It's correctable, and they're right you know
it's as easy as it sounds
it's all as easy as it sounds


I dreamed last night I saw you
a single spark explosion negotiating with the dead
By the bright lights in some ICU
On my chest you put your head
and I said...
There you are
There you are
There's my heart