[Chorus:]
Maybe there's a place for us to go. Somewhere we can be alone
Where we are more than enough. Love will make a case for us.
[Verse 1:]
There's a place where we can hide. Concerning. Willing. Burning
Building
Though the birds all know the words, quiet morning turning thrilling
Secret languages of the skin. Agonizing. Rising up above the din
Daily pain, the way we shove it in. It's crazy, but maybe we could
Love again
Super heroine injured ninjas. Hinges narrowing. Flaws may show
Hell disguised itself as heaven. Babies cry because they know
The beauty of violence refined
Magic and science combined. We're immune to the divine
Remedies for pain, remedies for long pauses
Remedies for rain, remedies for lost causes
Enemies dream, enemies all useless
Enemies scheme, enemies call truces
Lightning emanates from your fingers. Tiny stars, they dot your eyes
You'll be judged by how much love you give the world and not
Your lies.
[Chorus:]
Just to know, for trust and grow, maybe there's a place for us to
Go and wander the unknown, somewhere we can be alone
Is it real? Can we trust? Where we are way more than enough
Erase, adjust. Place your trust. Love will make a case for us.
[Verse 2:]
There's no need to bleed to death, or walk the wire foolish one
Soon the worst part will be over. April is the cruelest month
Wishes we forget about. Under beds. Behind our shelves
Sinking to the darkest depths. Willingly, we blind ourselves
Crashing through branches of the tallest tree and several broke
The ground below and underneath. Glowing red and devil's smoke
Wondered. Guessed. Underdressed. Dreamer versus pessimist
Hanging on for dearest life. Dangling from a precipice
When you find your dying man, lay your hands upon him while
You wait to hear the verdict read, following your common trial
Sleeping on a bed of nails. But I scrape by. Wake up, then I break
My only vow
King Midas in reverse, to my dismay. Look up in the sky and say
‘holy cow!'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Fireworks, severely started. Fade to black. Dearly departed
Room to grow, it's beautifully doomed but you don't know it
Tough love. Take a break. Respite pays
Fucked up, suicidal, desperate days
The hobbyist, unsatisfied, slept with strays
It's obvious, we should go our separate way.
[Chorus]
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