Your laugh is a gunshot
My head is on your chest
I am listening to your lungs rumble
And telling you
You will never grow old
Your laugh is a blue light
Dancing around the room
It is becoming something else
Your laugh is alive now
It is breathing and it is a fox
And it is a gunshot
In my body
Where the bones should be
There is warm honey
Running and I am numb
And I am soft and I am lost
I am a fox
Your laugh is a gunshot
Heard closer to the Tennessee line
I am telling you we are growing younger and younger
My head is on your chest
I am listening to your lungs rumble
Like mountains made of coal