Space
Let's light some cigarettes
and the shared smoke will
fill the space between us
If I Breathe Death
At least I'm not speaking fire
I know I'm venomous
When I let the world create a
Black Hole between us
But if we cold just shut up
And share a smoke
Enjoy the silence
You're made of fire
And I'm a walking swamp creature
If we just keep our space
I think we could sign our hearts out
If we could live in space
I think the vacuum might do
Us Some Good
Our language has always best been spoken without words
Our love is something that is more than our lack of self-worth
Our hearts we wear them tattooed on our forearms
And the wound never heals
it just keeps on bleeding
Floating without a tether
Lost Psychonaut
Without a Home
My country the nebula I see in your eyes
Your House
Is somewhere out here that I can't find
In the silence
As far away
As we drift apart
still feel
the beating rhythm
the sound of your - - -