our bones were a holly bush spread beneath the bedsheets
hiding in the quiet above the veins of the city streets
when we came undone, with the sirens howling blood
our bodies drifted off, dreaming run now young ones
in the woods where we were once, is where we belong
not strung out all alone, among the millions
no wonder we feel lost, every corner has a name
I know what you want, but wanting is to blame
you can keep your yellow nights, and your broken grey sky
and I wlll keep my eyes on what’s good, green, and alive
because I'd like my world to be, better after me
rivers we can drink, and stars for the children please
covered lovers under white smog
swiftly swinging at alarm clocks
call in coughing take the day off
living is dying after all
every single one of my friends, is missing someone
and I am just like them, among the millions
the languages we speak are more than we mean
as every seed wants we'll grow a tree
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