Your jealously will dry these plains Pull up your roots like rotten teeth I’ll
follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more
I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more I know I am lost
From the lacerations between the earth, I’ll take in the last of your water And
when not a drop is left, I will fall into your bed of arms and die without
division
I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more. I know I am lost
These dreams are reoccurring
I know I am lost
(I am lost)
In reverie of your sentiment you drew me out I was hoping that you’d follow
suit until the day that I cease to exist. Until the day I cease to exist
Until the day that I cease to exist Though your prehistory has dimension
I’ll marvel and I’ll dread how you’re not alive though your prehistory has
dimension
I’ll follow you so long, then maybe I’ll be something more I know I am lost
These dreams are recurring, I know I am lost
(I am lost)