[00:16.44]I'm jealous of your neck
[00:24.26]That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh
[00:32.36]It gets to hold your head
[00:40.17]And I'd rather perform the task instead
[00:51.78]I'll use my hands
[01:12.35]You told me of your heart
[01:19.98]A cold tile cavern bathed in dark
[01:27.66]And earthy roots hanging from within
[01:35.93]To shed some light the fire must get in
[01:47.01]A searing pulse
[01:51.99]I'm a fever in your chest
[02:00.02]The burning sun I'm west
[02:08.47]I, I am too naïve (You, you are too naïve)
[02:16.04]Your(My) lunar strands were lit in red and green
[02:26.65]A captivating scene
[02:32.17]A portion of myself was lost to me (A portion of yourself was lost to–)
[02:43.54]But I'm not dead (But you're not dead)
[02:47.99]Just a harbour no one's in
[02:56.00]An empty salt filled skin