Mosh Pit

Handed me your jacket and you threw yourself into the crowd

In the palm of grunge rock, watching as your head bobbed in and out

Young soul with an ancient love

Chorus came and it swallowed you right up

Stirring in the honey in the morning after cigarettes

Laugh away our youth, all the summer afternoons we lay in bed

Sunset on the garden vine

My dress on the washing line

Ooh

Ooh

Hungover and shaking, rolling out the pastry, look at us

Grinding down the pesto, hoping that your mum knows this is love

Hoping that this lunch will buy

My spot in the family line

Ooh

Ooh

You're sleeping through the thunder, buried somewhere under cotton sheets

Watching from the front row, lightning at your window just for me

Maybe this is how it goes

You'll lose me while your eyes are closed

Ooh

Ooh

I could have watched you forever

All lit up and breathing in the moon

I could have watched you forever

But forever ends so soon