Protected by a starry canopy, blessed absence of symmetry Ghosts of summer blow by us, blurring the wind with light We are just two children playing in the night The colors of our truths are spilling free And soft white lies ahead of me Cool nights on sidewalks that wind in and out along the streets We are the words that no one would dare repeat And i don't know if its natural Yeah, i don't know Heavy photo album paperweight I got nothing going on here so i'll wait Humidcicadascreamnightair questions of value and worth We are the cameras documenting the earth And i don't know if it's natural Yeah, i don't know if it's natural Yeah, i don't know it feels natural I don't know