Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin i've been waiting for you.
I woke up cold and lonely, half naked and to somewhat of an empty apartment. It was nice outside, so I decided to take a walk. And I walked until the road met me halfway, then divided into some hidden brush where the trees hung overhead like canopies. I began to wonder just long enough until I thought I might've been lost, but it curved around and led me back. I was thinking of even taking another walk tonight, maybe find my way through the cracks in the sidewalk. The key is on the table next to an empty glass of rum and i've got no time to waste. I could use a good book and a cigarette right about now.
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you've come undone.
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you've come undone.