they never got me down the spaces in the town that let me slip inside to hide and die a while and find things on the ground and stack them in a pile if i could hang around i'd show you where i lived once and take you to the places i've forgotten how to get you like i could when fall was still a noun
i never meant to mean a thing to you i got a feeling that you mean a thing to me so die right if i don't see you
heaviness arounds i'll take you where i lived once i'll take you to the places i've forgotten now and notice what we were where malls spring from the ground