Paul Kintzing - Some Storms lyrics

That is not the desire of my heart Though I do not know my own life It is not this dark You breathe in light greens Around and in your eyes And though we sit inside life still goes on around the city So I sit, yawning with the ghosts of old men with other languages written inside their bones And you looked sharp I made it known that it was not okay And though we sit inside life still goes on