Tell me what you long for
My paper-thin kin
In this nonsense
My beauty in a permanent
Bulls-eye vest
We never stop, never rest no
It’s ok that we don’t know what is
It’s ok that we’re alone in this
We are seeing-eye dogs in the darkness
Little kids kicking at the ant nest
Our love is a buffer to the bullshit
Is the fire that runs right through it
These days I wanna lean into it
Even harder than I have before
We are seeing eye dogs in the darkness
Little stones scratching at the surface
It’s ok that we don’t know what is
It’s ok that we’re alone in this
We’ve been holding out
Hope for the less than
A little voice calling from the wasteland
Our love is a buffer to the bullshit
Is the fire that runs right through it
These days I wanna lean into it
Even harder than I have before
