Someone's cell phone
Comes sailing down
The bones of the books
We never found
The lights on the ridge
Winding around
Shadows in their shadows
Drugs on drugs
Crawling on the ground
Love is for love
Scratching at the dead
Golden lawn
A leaning doe
And a shaking fawn
I called for you
Then they were gone
A planet without moons
A clock with no noons
Too late, too soon
Love is for love
I'm counting on
The spitting type
To follow through
All the night
The kind of dark
That shocks and bites
When the light goes on strike
I can't make it to the mic
Love is love
Like is like
Let's celebrate
For another year
Hunt and kill
Another hollow fear
Ache for someone
Already here
Catching "I don't care"
In the humming summer air
Love is love
And I'm not going anywhere
