Illustrated books And friendly dogs Sea vistas Smiling faces of strangers Big bright youth Visual memory Of salty lips And handwritten poems Our train of thoughts Coincide Like you are dreaming with me And your midnight talk Is all I have At the end of the day Wine stains on tablecloth You hear the sound The overflowing bathtub Lacey underwear in a dim lit room You feel the rain Falling on the rooftop And you taste it so You're rushing now Like you got nothing to lose And your midnight smoke is all I have At the end of the day