we sat around so long to find our way homenand in the silence that we madenwe never pulsed a finger, twitched a legni was tired, you were sleepingnand so it goes...we were in lovennand nothing did matter, dearnnothing was ever more clearnnyou're so divinenand all the air that went through usnit never gave the sense of timennwe sulked around so longnwe might have never knownnthat childhood was gone, we weren't innocentnafter allni am selfish, you are sleepingnand so it goes....we are in lovennwe're patient in patterns, dearnbut what does it matter, it's clearnnno more romantic liesnthis is divine