Studio 6 - Matt Maltese

I see two lovers kiss on the street by studio 6

And I remember the petrol-thick mist we settled our lips

And I remember hearing your father laugh

While we made love in the next room, we made love in the next room

And I remember one of those mornings I reached out to wake you but I learned that he'd taken you back

I look through the glass to housing blocks and and energy fans

I see slow familiar lovers, I see them pull their curtains back

And I remember pulling your curtains back

Then we made love to the old moon, we made love to the old moon

And I remember one of those mornings I reached out to wake you but I learned that he'd taken you back

And I remember you wearing that pink august coat that my grandmother wore with my grandfather's love

And you're a little more clear with this wine in my hand

And it colours my tongue as if your lipstick has run

And I remember hearing your father laugh

While we made love in the next room, we made love in the next room