An Ascetic In a World of Extravagance

if you're the fire in my heart
then I'm just the smoke in your lungs
breathe me in and watch me fade away singing...
but a better anology would have to be
you're all the smoke in my lungs
always there, keeping me aware, aware, aware...

well she said what she said
and it's not the words i care about
too fucked up to remember the eact quote anyhow
I can't remember, can't remember...

and if you're the music in my bones
just keep playing so i can keep strumming
if you're the fractures, crumpled stature
then let me sit up straight for just this once
just this once, oh, just this once

well she said what she said
and it's not the words i care about
too fucked up to remember the eact quote anyhow
I can't remember, can't remember, can't remember...

And I can't remember the words
but I've got you in my lungs
breathing in your air like all the words i wish i'd sung
and i want this to be clever
something at least you'll remember
but all i've got is all the words i wish i'd sung

but if my body's just here to be a safehouse
for you to lie and run your mouth
then you're in my lungs, in my bones,
all the fractures and cancers
now i'm sinking like a stone, a stone, a stone

well she said what she said
and it's not the words i care about
too fucked up to remember the eact quote anyhow
I can't remember, can't remember....