Dead Space
Over my shoulder
A heavy sigh breaks
The early morning rising
And all its dead space
I roll over, your chest
Fills with no worry
The fear in your eyes
Is finally asleep
And I tell myself to hold onto you
For the moments are sparse
Before you rip me in two
Like an echo of your empty hindsight
Oh, I'd let your love kill me
Just for one more night
An arm lengths now from me
It's heavy and full
The truth spans the space from
Here to Montreal
It's all of out focus
I'm losing control
It's a white out in this old town
I'm in the middle of it all
And I tell myself to hold onto you
For the moments are sparse
Before you rip me in two
Like an echo of your empty hindsight
Oh, I'd let your love kill me
Just for one more night
And I tell myself if I hold onto you
A tighter grip
Will only prove
That you're wild, goddamn free, and alright
But I'd let your love kill me
Just for one more night
Autor(es): Kirsten Ludwig
