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Diane

from We're Alive by Honky Gabacho

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I can hear the shower running
Over you, Diane;
Steam all around you, like a choir.
Hot nights, moonlight,
Towel 'round your head;
Lithe limbs, warm skin,
Climbing into bed,
Maneuvering like poetry,
Over me, Diane;
Each limb, a stanza, and each
Inch, an iamb.
Bright eyes, find mine,
Through tangles of your hair;
Reach out, nine times,
Middle of the night, but you're not there,

[Chorus]
Diane,
The ship's wheel in my hands,
But I'm longing for dry land,
On a course I know I'll strand.
Praying awake at night you'll understand,
That a man just ain't a man,
Till he's back in your arms, Diane.

Tangle of bodies 'n' sheets, oh, what a feeling,
Of leaving your feet, while awayward, we're stealing,
Climbing so high, until our heads hit the ceiling again.

Can't let you get away,

Diane, I could've seen it coming
From here to old Cheyenne,
'Cause every time I play, I tip my hand.
All that water, spinning down the drain.
Still I bother, when only lonely suds remain, 'cause
I still hear the shower running, lonesome as I am;
It's running, far-from-over-you, Diane,
In cascades that made
Tiny rivulets,
Down your shoulders,
Face, and neck, and freckled breasts,

[Chorus]

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from We're Alive, released May 12, 2015

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