I was warned about you
But then, I was worn through then
But then I let the sound in
Of torches along the path?s edge
Rustling in my eyes & ears
Our
Eyes & ears
Hours
Would pass & nothing?
verse 2
All contorted in row
These antlers don?t cut through
Nor do they tessellate with
Anything along where we?re walking
Cutting out & in
& out & out & in
Again
Hours would pass & nothing?
Chorus
I know you
You know our bodies move in unison
The answer?s within that
I could be burning houses but I?m not
I knew you
I thought our bodies moved in unison
O Lucile, I rescind that
I could be burning houses but I?m not
I?m not
I?m not
I?m not
I?m not