Along the edges colors blur, it seems familiar
While you read your magazine
I was counting all the markers
And California seemed to draw you like a siren
From a postcard
In a letter
Or a frame of film melting
Under you, I feel your breath move in and out slowly
Under you, let go completely feeling you take over me
Take over me
A Hollywood flat where we'd laugh about our fortunes
Where we held jobs in this bar down at 3rd and San Vicente
And Ramen Noodles at 4:30 in the morning,
Where we barely could survive, I was never more alive
Under you, I feel your blood flowing out slowly
Under you, let go completely feeling you take over me
Take over me
You moved in slow degrees
A sudden memory
You're a Leonard Cohen song
But every now and then I'd swear
I see you standing
On a sidewalk,
In a restaurant,
From a taxi passing by
Under you, I feel your breath move in, out slowly
Under you, let go completely, feeling you take over me
Take over me...
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