you, stoic;
but melting at my feet
me, panicked;
but somehow still breathing
how can we be like this
so nervous, so heroic?
thinking back on nights
of ignorant bliss

i still dig my nose
into the part of the pillow
that smells like your shampoo

hidden in the dark parts of my mind
i find what i'm looking for
disguised as a noose

across the room your footsteps click
when you see my eyes roll back
just know you did this
as my vision goes black

this room has a wonderful indigo atmosphere
you and i are burning scarlet red
the jealous grass withers brown here
the mornings we just lay in bed

can almost taste it on my tongue
the sweetness of your morning voice
nostalgia for when we were young
and didn't have a choice

such a sweet treat to my ear
and you're laughing into the curve of my neck
"a dance to our song, dear"
Enjoy the Silence at the discotheque

touching you is coming home to me
drawing in close when night is too cold
when the lights in your eyes reflect the city
we make promises, we'll never get old

there can't be another feeling like this
you're from another world it seems
where there are six
for you and i exclusively

i'm not worried
about tying any
fraying or
loose ends

just take me back to
where i started
meet me up
in sundance

the rain fell too hard
come the end of february
but everyone's okay
getting their shoes a little muddy
it was the orange blanket
that did it for me
a city kissing sunsets
a striking gaze, so inviting to meet

"you're right up my alley"
as if the house is also home
sharing smiles with the pavement
never admit we feel alone
the past three years now
have shaken me to the bone
life feels warm, i should know

with mountains on your shoulders
and daggers in your mouth
roses where your heart is and
wanderlust spilling out

keep me close to the sunshine
let me scream from the peak
we always knew it would happen
so go ahead and speak

there is so much waiting