We gave each other words to build worlds
and we shared ours as one world.
Enraptured with our own eyes
and the comet dust we played with between them
We forgot about poison that we as humans must carry.

Who's was the spider?
Who's was the snake?

Neither, it was poison that humans make.
All that "we are all connected" is just like Pandora's Box.

We held each other in our hollow spots,
perhaps because we both thought the other
had that spot whole.

Maybe that's why
we both murdered those who were foolish enough
to fall in love with love
and think that it was us.
How vile we were, for we get close enough to slip the poison through a kiss.


I told you that there was a way for me to consider you dead.
What I meant was that there is a way for you to die
in that world we created in the dancing comet dust.
We'd be immortal in that world, was what we thought.
but we die without a heart.

And I realized
that I needed to know the beats of my heart
as it fell for another
and I needed to know
why I chose to **** them.
and I needed to know
who had killed me.

And we're beautiful.
So we fit the bill perfectly
to be the perfect killers.
or the surprising suicide.

What I'm saying,
is that we've had some nasty habits of trying to **** ourselves
in ways
that I used to think were unnoticeable.
And we never noticed those we ended up killing.
Until I realized
that my heart skips a beat when I break a heart.
Perhaps there is something there
in making another person your mirror
and making a reality with them
and when you walk away
from that mirror
a part of you stays with it.
Remember, it's a reflection
So a part of the mirror stays with you.

This previously unnoticeable mirror
is the eyes
and it is where I traveled
to take back what is mine
and give back what was theirs.
You gotta do it before it all shatters.

Splitting yourself up into a million pieces
is one way to **** your self.
Taking all those pieces back
is one way to make your self.

Shift out of the channels your river has dug
we gotta grow like trees
oh how slow it seems
to get to those stars

just remember
the stars are at our fingertips
but we gotta bury the dead.