Open and Close - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

The fireplace isn't real

It's some sort of LED light and a mirror

But I like that better tonight

Sitting here with a woman I don't know at all

She's so small

And I'm mad at the sidewalk

I'm mad at the rain

I'm mad at the band that played Kid Charlemagne

In a bar in the village

And the solo fucked all to hell

And you could tell

I'm dressed up and waiting for something to change

The overhead lighting makes faces so strange

But there's something about her that's breaking my heart and my fast

How long could it last?

And day after day after day after day passes

Day after day after day after day passes

Day after day after day after day passes by

The doorman's asleep

I don't think I'll wake him

He's always so sweet

He's here really late every night of the week

Letting the right people in

The real friends

And there's tea on the table

A dog in my lap

And I might be capable of taking a nap

In this New York apartment

Peace in the eye of the storm

It's so warm

Well, I'm open and close now to minding the flame

She speaks in a whisper and calls me by name

And she says I remind her of Calgary, where she was raised

It's time to be brave