40 Minutes West

Just know, that somewhere in the corners
This thing has room to breathe
Just know, that underneath the skin
Time has left a wound wide open
Arm in arm and heart to heart
Scratching at my will to breathe
Sleeping in paper castles only makes you queen
until it starts to rain

The next time that you turn and can't see your shadow
The probable reason is that I'm in the way

You invite the spiders into your bed
And cry when they have laid their eggs
Everything that I could never be;
Pray to fucking god that we never meet

Everything that I could never be

Well now we can laugh
For the rain has come
The dance is over
We're one year older