Manila Pianos Become the Teeth

And all that I see are
The either or's and I'm still yours
And I'm slipping out the way I choose
Like soft, slight Sunday blues

And all that I taste now
Faint Manila, so familiar

Flying gulls raging in the wind
Race the ships, wings guided by the waves
Pressure at bay, tension's here to stay
The Gulf Coast way

And all that I take now is my time
You're so graceful, holding but losing us
"It's great how you're so selfless with our shared life"

You're untouchable, stunning
"I'm drowning in this sea
Your love all the time
It's ours if you say so"

Just want something more to take a hold of
When everything turns out differently
I'll keep promising and listening to the loons