Hopper

Hoping, you're upright
Walk in the eye,
Walk around my sleeping pillow.

Hoping, you sit down - you sit a little bit in Loudgah, and I'm a little guilty.

Hoping, your eyes frightened - orange sunshine on your wand, I want to catch you feeling your fangs.

Hooping, you are alone, at the border of my hands, I have learned to love my love alone.