Unison

I was warned about you But then, I was worn through then But then, I let the sound in Of torches along the paths edge Rustling in my eyes and ears Our eyes and ears Hours would pass and nothing All contorted in row These antlers don't They don't cut through Nor do they tessellate with Anything along where we're walking Cutting out and in and Out and out and in again Hours would pass and nothing I know you You know our bodies move in unison Ooh, the answer's within that I could be burning houses, but I'm not I knew you I thought our bodies moved in unison Oh, Lucile, I rescind that I could be burning houses, but I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not