Lyrics

High school Dance

Keep the difference like a tool
fragments of night
little ribbons colored cloth
my cup

much too shallow fill it up
with red sugar
I'm gonna meet me by the mirror
see the itchy dress

I can

Walk onto the dancer's chest
like a Spanish lady
if I figure how to walk

the floor a tight wire
can I get to that far wall
and up the bleachers now

I can

I am not sure
I am not sure
I am not sure
I am not sure