Ripe, to eat
To pick with my own thirsty hands
She shakes like the leaves of her favorite tree
The one who's name we don't know
Who pairs with her nose, to create the perfect sense
The way she pairs with mine
All I know is that I will never find peace on my own
Walking ghosts in fields
My emotion sealed
All the way through all of my bones
Is the feeling of you waiting at home
From now on
I will never be gone
I'll never do wrong
To you
To me
She is a church's bell
Or a light
From a beacon in the middle of the night
While I'm just a steam engine without steam
Or track
How the hell will I ever make it back
She looks
And whistles inside my head
A need can be a freedom
A queen creates a kingdom
Walking ghosts in fields
My emotion sealed
All the way through all of my bones
Is the feeling of you waiting at home
From now on
I will never be gone
I'll never do wrong
To you
A common thread
To wish for dead
A life of love
To go instead
Anywhere
You're not there
When all I want to do is come home to you