Alchemy

You'll be mine, get in my coffin.
Give me a cross stitch on the wall, give me a garden.
That grows forever, always in bloom.
Morning light and coffee cups,
Alchemy your bones and blood.

An hour late, for 27.
I have known you in my head, shaking lips and nervous red.
You see me die, you see me trying.
Scrape my knees down to the bone, fall asleep while driving home.
We're making gold.

But am I right, to shift my gaze?
To see us holding hands in June?
See me falling into you?
You're the floodlight, I'm the asphalt.
Morning light and coffee cups,
Alchemy your bones and blood.
We're making gold.

We're making gold.
We're making gold

In the back of my head,
There's a spaceship,
Theres a skip in every step.
I got stuck.
Tried to jump the wire fence.
There's more than one,
More to come,
More than anybody knows,
And I've always felt I deserved less.

We shut the blinds, tipped the scales,
Hung from every picture rail.
I read my script, from your palm.
Wrote a million little songs.
Each one a piece, from the jigsaw,
We were pictured on,
And I always felt I deserved less,
And I always felt I deserved less.
I still feel I deserve less.

So I won't lie, and you won't hide,
And if I split myself in two,
I'll just come running home to you.
We're making gold.
We're making gold.
We're making gold.

Alchemy your bones and blood,
We're making gold.