Louis cole — Like A Match

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I took my head for its midnight walk
Oh no it hadn’t been outside in days
I get the leash ’round my side, but it wasn’t quite tight
And I lost it

So now I’m wandering in the countryside
Right past the potholes and the graveyard ghosts
And although they call me quite clearly and keep my pace
‘Cause they can’t save us

Stuck inside the space again
Like dreaming with heavy rains
My head is made out of [?]
Let go, let go, let go

I still believe in love
And I believe in keeping my shit up
And though we might like a [?]
I’ll take it, yes I will

Such a precious instinct
Proof that time can take [?]
And nothing written how it was
Hold on, hold on, hold on

I love her eyes
I love my furs
I’ll answer too
My tongue, it purs
I’ll dream until I turn to clay
Okay