we could show each other the songs we like
underneath an everlasting sky
holding hands while we fall asleep

i'll sing you a stupid song as we overlook the ever looming fog
i won't get nervous when you look at me

i'll spend an eternity with you, my ever blooming blue, we'll drift through the evergreens when everyone's asleep
like two lost ghosts who only in each other have a home
we'll never again have to be alone

pale wings and soft hands, invisible and blushing

i wish you were real