Invitation Lyrics

from Richard Buckners Dents and Shells
Come on
Id love to talk to you outside
In the open air, somewhere
To take it, too, and watch it go
Anywhere, in here
You never know
And I dont mean to chase you down
I need the dance to slow, closing up
And going out, passing
As the words to come, slipping
As the nights will do, burning
As the clouded sun letting nothing through
(well, here it is)
You see, the walls are gone sometimes
Theres no other way
Is looking down, still moving on?
Id think youd know what to say
Are you warming in the dark?
See the times above us move
How close is just too far, setting off
Into
I will, though
Ive been thrown before
I guess
Put the bones to use!
Im hoping that youd find my door
O, come on
Id love to talk to you