stay in your bed when you got nightmares
once it was you on the couch
all of my phantom suicide slight of hands
no match for you saying
you’ll wait it out
and be there when i dry again
remind me why we glow so bright
remind me how the earth is real magic
everyone who says otherwise, they’re
fool’s gold
i’d rather have Himalayan salt
rather it’d be just me and you
like it was meant to be from the start
marcurran 