Bashling Lyrics

I wanted to falter you on the sunset.

I wanted to fall to you, white plastic swingset.
I wanted to fall to you.

An attempt at the last ledge.

I wanted to fall to you.
I wanted to climb to you on the moonrise,

At the top of a flame building, into your

blue eyes across from the reservoir,

under the white bridge.

Rumble.
The train passes.

Go lose it.