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