thicker skin.

when we laugh indoors the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground
peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still
this city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks bumming change
so I breed thicker skin and let my lustrous coat fill in and I'll never admit that
I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you

I've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promising that "no one's ever been here
so you can quell those wet fears"
and I want purity
I must have it here right now
but don't you get me started now
no don't you get me started now
don't you get me
don't you get me

December's chill comes late
our days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass
there are piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers that I'll help you pack

I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you.

[We Laugh Indoors by Death Cab for Cutie; Ruby in the picture.]