Couriers

[Verse 1] Orpheus never looked back You wept as he did not turn Leaving your hand in that fire Until you smell the burn Rendezvous in the blue Low lit room of idolatry Shake up all your dead corpses Make them play for keeps [Chorus] Your kind of touching can’t be nothing Meaningless messages for free Overboard unapplied up you climbed I’ll call you my Persephone [Verse 2] Blackberry gnarls and thorns Not very good at reciprocating hugs Still you seek out the taste Of sweetness that hinted at lo-ve [Chorus] Your kind of touching can’t be nothing Meaningless messagеs for free oooah Overboard unapplied up you climbed I’ll call you my Pеrsephone [Bridge] Were you just listening to your heart That’s something I cannot disdain Were you just letting yourself go I’ve been trying to do the same [Outro] I live in fear of the dark and I'm afraid of the po-lice The weight of my he-ad Is now folding my knees