For 40 nights we carved a hollow house from one another's skin

Say, let our mouths go black from the soot when our little fire gets flooded by kids


Could I follow you back to all the stairwells, parking lot kisses

Time was I'd gather you sticks in a wintry waltz

Say, "I'm walking home"

Hear your guts say "I'm walking away"

We'd bait the bees with our hair



O' Light, take me to a hospital

Sew hummingbirds to my heart



All the precious and sweet things I was coughing up in a fever that I swore not to recover from

They crept into my coffers

They crept into my kite strings and punished my clean girl



But hopefully someday I'll bury you or maybe someday you'll bury me



It's strange to love the person who'll bury you

It's strange to love anyone at all



O' Light bus me, take me to a knitting room

Patch up all my ghosts with bedsheets

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