All It Needs

Our hips can crash
Because we're destroying the words
The words that live in our throats
The worlds that collide
And we have a war on our hands

And I miss you.
Songs play in my head like
Your fingers on my skin
And your tongue between my lips
But it's all gone from time now
It's our time now.

Hours we can write them down
And read them before we die
Before the night's over
I mislaid my mind
We're lost in a world

And losing our words
Let's last in the lost times
And we'll never be the same
Before this sick feeling's passed
I'm losing all friends in my head

Colors dance before my eyes when
Ecstasy could be your name
Morphine to numb the pain
And your touch was adrenaline
I miss you; I miss you

Stepping on glass
Your skin is paper-thin
Oh, unfortunate azure veins.
I'm stepping on glass
Like roses dance on graves.