From the recording Another Sunday Mourning
One time we were playing a show and Beni jokingly said that he wrote this about our friend in the audience and she turned so red and probably wanted to be dead sorry Zoe
Lyrics
somewhere in the distance
I saw you standing barefoot by the bridge
and the sand underneath my sneakers
fell like an hourglass
suddenly i’m under your command
we built a little homestead
where your picture hangs on walls inside my head
i imagined a fire that burned so bright
it kept my darling warm
but the body that I hold is always cold
and the rest of both our lifetimes is
unknown