We're still making up for the times I couldn't see you, and if you ever needed me tomorrow I'd be there by today.
Music is a vast exaggeration drawn out between our lifetimes–the ties keeping us together.
And if you don't cry that's ok, I just thought maybe you would want to.
Happy couples break their necks together–I don't know where to hurt myself.
Sound is the shaky ground we stand on, indecisive land I put all my trust into–unsure if our islands will ever collide.
And if you don't wanna free me that's ok, just thought maybe you would want to.
Happy couple's break their necks together, happy couple's feel the pain forever.

© Junemousonae