The lighting made her look like she'd been captured
Sitting up and staring into space
Suddenly she turned to me and said "You seem pretty harmless"
The dosage was open for debate
The party with the python in the shower
Heather with the henna on her hands
Once we started mixing it with sodium bicarbonate
We got backstage and hung out with the band
I went down around the fishermen, I was looking for a hook
I was hoping that I'd find something by lunchtime
The coolest part about her was she had her own apartment
It's still an inconvenient place to die
The party with the python in the shower
Heather with the henna on her hands
Once we started mixing it with sodium bicarbonate
We got backstage and hung out with the band
They said you're the one who really makes it happen
If you're ever on the West Coast give a shout
The manager asked if we'd break off a little package
The singer put his finger in my mouth
We were up the against the miracle, maxed out every night
Our knees were shot from way too many prayers
I swear I saw a soldier selling single cigarettes
Stationed about halfway up the stairs
Yeah sure
At certain speeds it all becomes a blur
And we're friends
But it seems a little soft along the edge
It starts
When she turns the torch into the dark
It ends
Once she puts her hand over the lens
I remember you were tender when you tried make it better
You sang to me that song about the shipwreck
The hand that held the camera was trying not to tremble
And the lighting made her look like she's a hostage
Yeah sure
At certain speeds we all feel insecure
Yeah sure
The border lines they smear into a blur
It starts
We sing and put our hands over our hearts
It ends
When Heather puts the cap back on the lens