Nocturne

Just stopping in to get my taste on your lips
Twin sleepy grins repelling flames and sinking ships

I'm not the end, but tell me how am I expected to begin again

My thoughts come fast, and I want you to miss this mind
Wait for the crash, despite my obvious design

I'm not the end, but tell me how am I expected to begin again

Fasten this trigger to my train of thought
Trying hard not to remember the guilt that I've got

I miss the sounds the most
The folds in her clothes
And the spots on her nose
I miss the sounds the most
The weight of her love
And the catch in my throat

If love were a shape
It would be the one that the corners of a mouth make
If I knew my place
I would understand what its like not to break

I'm not the end, but tell me how am I expected to begin again

Fasten this trigger to my train of thought
Trying hard not to remember the guilt that I've got

I miss the sounds the most
The folds in her clothes
And the spots on her nose
I miss the sounds the most
The weight of her love
And the catch in my throat

Oh, you will change and I will change
I must record us now before we fade away
before we fade

Oh, you will change and I will change
I must record us now before we fade away
before we fade
before we...