Play our song, you won't come back,
Be everything you wanted, it's too late to ask
If you still remember me
I'm trying to tough it out, be all you'd have me be
It doesn't even matter anymore
That I'll never see you standing at my door,
I just want to be the person you wanted me to be
Because that's all I ever wanted to be.

Keep me warm through the storm,
For it is calling to me
In my dreams, I'm aware, and I can't find the means
To be scared.
But the storm, you have seen,
Doesn't care, if I'm aware, when I'm awake
It will embrace me with nary a thought
To who I had been
When I was human.

Here in Canyon, I've got a crush on the girl next door.
She's athletic to my shut-in,
Don't even know if she likes women,
But I knew it as I walked into her office when,
I wanted her advice, some hike to hit my core
The butterflies when she poked her head in,
Said "can't you watch the movie?" and then,
When she invited me to hang with her in her store,
I wished it could be more.

But see, I'm just a bartender, and she's the straight-laced girl next door.

Chime, crystal, chilling,
Your voice leads me through the darkness,
Freezing, willing.
The only light from moon on snow,
Promise of wolves hidden from the moonglow,
Where we howl and prance and shake our fur
Barking laughter over the tourists we lure
Free and free as nature herself, here
Where danger and death are always near
And we follow the call of having no confines
At all

Ghost kisses across my skin,
Gleaming white from the blade,
Music notes seeping out under my sleeves,
The days I cut with rib-bones like a knife,
They dreamed they could save me,
Drag me from the depths of my self-hate sea

I said I was made of stars, they burned bright,
In phosphenes and fluorescents in the night

Said love could save me, be the one thing that wouldn't hurt
Only self love saved me, though I'm content to have the memory of notes unsung,
Of nights unspent,
Of kisses too long ago to have had,
to have burned.