We met where roots breach concrete cracks
Your laugh dissolved my almanacs
The moon's a peach pit we both suck dry
Till dawn tattoos its question: Why
Our shadows braid on shifting sands
A clockwork orange in your hands
Let's burn what calendars define
Two big bangs in frozen wine
I'll be your supernova scar
The paradox that proves we are
Your rage grows ivy round my spine
We harvest storms from sunshine
The bed becomes a tide pool where
We molt our skins of numbered years
Quantum sigh
Stardust prism eye
Chaos chime
Collapsing time
Let's burn what calendars define
Two big bangs in frozen wine
I'll be your supernova scar
The paradox that proves we are
Your bloom in your left iris
We're stardust forged as compasses
Our chaos needs no algorithm
Just two lunatics in God's prism
Light years bloom in your left iris
We're stardust forged as compasses
Our chaos needs no algorithm
Just two lunatics in God's prism
