Alone, I Would've Dropped lyrics

I picture you vague You never wore denim until then Stuck at four lane ends A flip-down bench An inept perch Stuck at four lane ends Rubble and railroads Peppering the plains A tanoy crackles Announcing more delays If i was alone, i would've dropped Your mere presence pulled me up Wiping dead grass From each other backs On top of primrose hill Wavering attention Questioning commitment On top of primrose hill The position of passion Is irrelevant 'cause i've been trained to adore The insignificant If i was alone, i would've dropped I think it was your presence; pulled me up We uneathed a dinosaur spine Of smooth bony rock My hands mapped out your reddened back Between the marks of your shaps If i was alone, i would've dropped