Sullen Hour

i've got minutes off my morning. now that i've found you singing in the kitchen. i've got minutes off my afternoon, now that i've found the closest thing to the moon. the ethereal, quite and atmospheric loneliness of your voice has me pinned. your former loves and pleasures pain make their way to my heart. and leave me pinned. i've got minutes off my evening, now that i've heard you singing in my head.