Your light at the end of the tunnel
Is the train
You're the conductor
As I'm standing in the way

You are bonfire smoke
Clinging to my favorite clothes
Washed my hair 30 times
Felt your hair in my fingers
Every single time

And when I look in the mirror
I wear your smile
This glow in my eyes
Is reflecting off your skin

If I pricked my finger
It'd be your blood
You're coarsing rapidly
Through my veins
*I need a transfusion to escape

I am jealous
Of the skin
Stretched over your bones

Split down the middle
Splintered tendons
Jagged bones
Who I am
And who I was
Are playing tug-a-war

We are covered by the dark
Blanketed by the milky way
Moonlight kisses your skin
I wish it were my lips

Between us are a row of strings
Begging to be plucked
We'd make a symphony
Soothe the city to sleep
Instead they draw you closer to me

Drawn to you
Stars to the midnight sky
A musician to a new instrument
Can't help but wonder
*What does it take to make you sing?

Our love is the burning august sun
Bowing to September nights
Setting

Everyone's captivated
Affection fizzling out
Tinges of orange
Our molten feelings
Cooling now

We illuminate them
Kissing their edges
With yellow candle light
A faded reminder
Of our radiance

Our love
Nothing but a setting sun
Destined to rise again