Lungs

(I miss you more than I should
I doubt you miss me, though I wish you would

Let’s erase time and escape these woods
And pass the busy streets

I wanna see what the world has
To offer up to me

The streetlight’s shining down on me
It’s getting hard to see,)

[Interlude]

I don’t know where I’m ending up
But you’ll be there

I don’t know why you’re staying here

Just pass the lighter, let us smoke until we die

I wanna hear both my lungs cry