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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