A Story If You Want It

Have you written my name?
Has it rolled off your tongue?
In the way that I hold yours
Tucked in so tight at the roof of my mouth?
Will you tell me a story?
'Cause you know I can't sleep
All this noise it keeps piling up
And then crashing right down to our feet

You know I could bring you right back to the start
I'd let you bury me in your arms
And I'll learn from watching your shadow surround me
That surviving is a form of art

And that's all we've got

(I wouldn't be here, sitting in black water, wondering what all this means)

Take me to the place
Where the planes fly low
We can sit beneath the full moon and
Listen to the crows
There's nothing wrong with craving
All thе pain your sadness holds
But I am not an outlet
I'm just tired of going homе

You know the world's a dying flower
We are water, we are light
Paint the face of misery with every shade of pale white
And goddamn, if I don't give myself
Another chance it'll be alright
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
It'll be alright
It'll be just fine

And I'll tell you
A story if you want it
I know it's getting late
And we've got to get up in the morning, but

Holy fuck, if I don't wake up
We'll meet again in another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
That I wish was mine