Dichoso

You don't know what I think or what I believe You should probably pack your shit and leave While we miss each other still Before we kill it You better leave, you better leave before we Still our voices till we become A parity of connection, a Cold War analog You come on like a cloudburst Nothing is precious when you're ready for your knives Now you're taking all the lives You've got me taking the servant's stairs I grew up taking the servant stairs Right now it's like I'm right back there Still I won't go back again One time I find you Warm in the rain right next to me One time I find you Right next to me Then melancholy is an echo of a love that's leaving I know what I believe in But I don't think I know myself Now this place means nothing to me Empty friendships and meaningless conversations Mediocre at best If we hold still in the darkness We may lose the time We may know our mind Then I fall in again 'Til one time I find you Warm in the rain right next to me [?] and freeze One time I find you Right next to me It's just a loan, precious like an ossuary It's like a box of bones, I'm just a box of bones And then the moment comes unmedicated and you wind me up It's like the rain washed us free [?] we become Just a box of bones Just a box of bones