You’re a backstabber, perfection chaser.
You got demons in your dream catcher.
Wave the flag, don’t burn me down,
Don’t burn me down.
You been a backstabber all your life.
“Voy a estirar, el final destaparte
Dibujar, el lugar imaginarte
Tal vez no te das cuenta
todo lo que hacemos sin mirar…”
“I’ll hide all the paths I once knew
Inside of you.
I’m the cartographist of our own
ghostly form once called Life.
This Earth is abandoned.”
“I don’t want to sleep
Til I remember lending softer
ears to my lungs
And maybe if I hold you now,
would you hold me now?
Sometimes it ends too soon…”
“Now I am blissed out
I have kaleidoscope eyes
I’m light as cotton
I am wide as the sky
This is where my thoughts come to die
And I am happy…”