shotgun alleys with lightning flowers
under the eyes of fallen statues
dry blood they've never seen


pain is sharper when i suspecy
that true love runs looking for us

like a lion in our dreams

the strawberry road

where the dream fades
is down between our longing and desire
the strawberry road

there our hearts break into love

you censor longing and organize beauty

because you're afraid
you want it more than oxygen or light


you can't get there with your morals
or without love
lie down with me

the rules aren't always right

call it romance or nostalgia

this hunder behind our memories
we've buried it in code


the things we've wanted
when we get them are never enough
never what they seem

but they lead us to the road