something lang...
came into mind after hearing dashboard's 'currents' -- i guess it's depressing when someone dedicates the damn thing to you. confusing, too.
The air is visible around you
Rising up and off your lips
In slow currents
And I watch
As your face is framed in it’s
Slow currents
Drifting curls, a trailing path
A long drag becomes
A tress of blue and ash
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it’s got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down
The air is visceral around us
Turning in its simple steps
On slow currents
And I watch
As it pirouettes and spins
In slow motion
A long drag comes
A slow dance
In a halo of ember
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it’s got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down
All the way down
And if this is ever meant to end
Then I hope it ends where it began
So hot with love we burned our hands
If this is ever meant to end
Then I hope it ends where it began
So hot with love it burns our hands
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it's got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn (Let it burn)
If it’s got to end (Let it burn)
If it’s got to end (Let it burn)
It ends where it began
So hot with love
It burns our hands
we pride ourselves on our conversation
but we never talk of the things that matter
somehow, it is always the small things that are spoken
and deeper hurts are left unsaid
and we speak of Endings like we don’t mind
not knowing exactly where we started-but i mind, love, i do
cos when we lie intertwined, it isn’t me you think of
and the hand i hold in mine may as well be someone else’s
i’m warm in your embrace
but there’s an inner chill that i can’t place
where do your thoughts go
when you are inside of me?
and i know that you only take me because i’m here
and it’s convenient to find someone willing to fill you up
at least for a moment-well, i am willing and i am ready
to stand in for someone who isn’t me
so i wrap myself up prettily for you
and i wait until i’m wanted
but please love don’t take so long
please don’t take so long
i am safe in your embrace
but tears are streaming down your face
what do you grieve for
when you are inside of me?
you speak of love as if you’ve known it and of pain as if you’ve felt it
there is nothing worse than both combined
you only want what you cannot have...
but i am here-
why do you cry when you think i can’t see?
who do you dream of when you’re inside of me?
i knew this would be different but now i’m not so sure
cos i’ve been looking for you but you were looking straight through
i smiled and you smiled back
but you didn’t really see me
i’m wrapped up prettily and i’m waiting in the cold
you know how i freeze too easily
you know how i break too readily
you know me-maybe more than a little too well
i am loved in your embrace
but i can never take her place
why do you bother
when you are inside of me?
The air is visible around you
Rising up and off your lips
In slow currents
And I watch
As your face is framed in it’s
Slow currents
Drifting curls, a trailing path
A long drag becomes
A tress of blue and ash
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it’s got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down
The air is visceral around us
Turning in its simple steps
On slow currents
And I watch
As it pirouettes and spins
In slow motion
A long drag comes
A slow dance
In a halo of ember
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it’s got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn all the way down
All the way down
And if this is ever meant to end
Then I hope it ends where it began
So hot with love we burned our hands
If this is ever meant to end
Then I hope it ends where it began
So hot with love it burns our hands
If it is born in flames
Then we should let it burn
Burn as brightly as we can
If it's got to end
Then let it end in flames
Let it burn (Let it burn)
If it’s got to end (Let it burn)
If it’s got to end (Let it burn)
It ends where it began
So hot with love
It burns our hands
we pride ourselves on our conversation
but we never talk of the things that matter
somehow, it is always the small things that are spoken
and deeper hurts are left unsaid
and we speak of Endings like we don’t mind
not knowing exactly where we started-but i mind, love, i do
cos when we lie intertwined, it isn’t me you think of
and the hand i hold in mine may as well be someone else’s
i’m warm in your embrace
but there’s an inner chill that i can’t place
where do your thoughts go
when you are inside of me?
and i know that you only take me because i’m here
and it’s convenient to find someone willing to fill you up
at least for a moment-well, i am willing and i am ready
to stand in for someone who isn’t me
so i wrap myself up prettily for you
and i wait until i’m wanted
but please love don’t take so long
please don’t take so long
i am safe in your embrace
but tears are streaming down your face
what do you grieve for
when you are inside of me?
you speak of love as if you’ve known it and of pain as if you’ve felt it
there is nothing worse than both combined
you only want what you cannot have...
but i am here-
why do you cry when you think i can’t see?
who do you dream of when you’re inside of me?
i knew this would be different but now i’m not so sure
cos i’ve been looking for you but you were looking straight through
i smiled and you smiled back
but you didn’t really see me
i’m wrapped up prettily and i’m waiting in the cold
you know how i freeze too easily
you know how i break too readily
you know me-maybe more than a little too well
i am loved in your embrace
but i can never take her place
why do you bother
when you are inside of me?