You are the forest I'm lost in the trees

The cold ground trembles beneath our feet

The world's wide void in the curve of her breast

Endless beaches through the tears on her dress

If I told you this was killing me would you stop

If I told you this was killing me would you stop

If I told you this was killing me would you stop

Killing me

The low sun hides the last house on the lane

Gathering darkness like there's no other way

I'll make you a mother light up the abyss

In dreaming meadows I cease to exist

If I told you this was killing me would you stop

If I told you this was killing me would you stop

If I told you this was killing me

If I told you this was killing me would

You stop

If I told you this was killing me