foals
up up and away
away from this town
these tunnels of bone
these tunnels of gold they lead me
i am a rocket
you are an anchor. down
out of my way
you are my heart
i am the voice inside your heart
i know your mouth
you know my wounds
these warrens are dark
these warrens are long
these warrens go on and on and on
and so we go on
and had we arrived
we would have know
that there was no home
there was no home
no home to go to
and so we sit here
the heat of the sun
we opened our skulls
all out to the sky