We were visiting friends
And saying hello
Then getting stoned
And not saying much
You think the people on TV
Talk faster than us
I'm still holding the cup
Ignoring the sound
Of the ice cream truck
He was being stingy

She was visiting moods
We were visiting plants
But it was too muddy
Your shoe got stuck
I laughed a lot
The plants looked unwell
I heard a bird in the windowpane
So you rolled up your grass
On the seat of my bike
But the cop couldn't tell
He had visiting hands

We were visiting beds
And marking the difference
In the way that they smell
The light hits them different
The sheets do get cold
When the windows are cracked
Or you recognize the room
And the posters that tilt
Furniture spread around
We were visiting mine
We were visiting mine
We were visiting mine
We were visiting mine
We were visiting mine