Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
You'd be thirteen
I'd be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the aegean sea will do for me
For you i found a vent
In the bottom of a coal mine
Just enough space for your hands in the inside
If you go
Do let me know
A den or a dessert
Perhaps an ink squirt
A cellar, a wishing well, a war
Or a guarantee will do for me
For you i found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in
If you go
Please let me know
