We were born fully-formed, a two-hearted chest to be treasured

A lung to belong to, a song to be sung as the measure

I still see our ghosts board the train as we drive past the station

The wind carries whispers like weights through the first conversation

And in the cursed name of romance, we should abandon all our plans

No more thirst for flowing time, we would need no more rewind

Grab your coat, I have the keys

Do not reason with me please

There is nothing more to say, let's run away

We'll always live on the breeze, cross seas, travel constellations

Buzz with the bees, pull rabbits from sleeves of magicians

You'll still see our ghosts board the train as you drive past the station

The wind carries widows to wakes in your imagination

And in the cursed name of romance, we should abandon all our plans

No more thirst for flowing time, we would need no more rewind

Grab your coat, I have the keys

Do not reason with me please

There is nothing more to say, let's run away