It can be ashes on the peak of a storm
It can be a syntax on the tip of the tongue
We have been animals cleaning our bones

I can see it's so close to shattering and it's only begun

It'd be best to be with someone else

Cause you have landed us under
It's best to be with someone else
Because I have decided it's over


And soon claws overhead
Will remove the lead from my chest

And soon worms in the grass
Will consume the doubts that I have


It can be tangled in the whip of a storm
It can arrest, it can recoil the tongue
I will be nautical, cursing the shore

Where the trees and nooses undulate in a summoning tone

It'd be best to be with someone else

Cause you have landed us under
It's best to be with someone else
Because I have decided it's over


And soon claws overhead
Will remove the lead from my chest

And soon worms in the grass
Will $$#ume the dance in my head