Limerence

Your love is violent Your love is like a fired gun Heavy and silent, so silent Before what it's done I know I cannot stay here any longer I knew long ago It's over, still I'm waiting like a soldier For the final blow Hold you, let me Hold you, let me Hold you, let me Hold you, let me What lovers, what lovers we were What lovers we were when there were carpets of grass Then something shattered and it all went so awry We couldn't make it a mile for all the pieces of glass There's nothing for me out there Nothing, not even the sun The moment I step out the door And look up to the sky it's gone Sometimes a light gets through And I remember how it was before Like there was something else ahead I can't quite make out anymore Hold you, let me Hold you, let me Hold you, let me Hold you, let me Dead, it's dead, it's dead, it's dead It's not dying anymore The roots of our land never grow The seasons don't pass by our window Say it, say it, say it Say it aloud, we're nevermore Together let's each put on a glove And bury the bones of our dead love What lovers we were when there were carpets of grass Carpets of grass What lovers we were