"Maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your constant need for proof.."

[vitab3lla]

Does she kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?
And does she sing to you incessantly from the space between your bed and wall?
Does she walk around all day at school with her feet inside your shoes?
Looking down every few steps to pretend she walks with you.

Oh does she know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched,
and does she cry through broken sentences that I love you far too much?
Does she lay awake listening to your breath?
Worried you smoke too many cigarettes.

Is she coughing now, on a bathroom floor?
For every speck of tile there's a thousand more,
you won't ever see.
but you must hold inside yourself eternally.

Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.
In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest.
I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees,
and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.