Fright and fray Brine and bray Writhing like the string of a kite where we lay. Might and may, the edges of a day. Calm like a hand on your palm when you pray. Erin you'd remember all the lies we used to tell And I wonder how you learned to be so good. Lying there and drinking all the while you used to tell me Of the miles and miles just because you could. Stomp and stay The ashes of a day Falling from the edges of your mouth when you'd say Words on a page, words on a page, Promise like a truth bone white and thrown away. Erin you'd remember all the lies we used to tell And I wonder how you learned to be so good. Lying there and drinking all the while you used to tell me Of the miles and miles just because you could.