Lovers can be monsters, I know
Shapeshifting like the sky above Jalisco
Tied together like a space echo, it goes
Kicking through the dirt in your yellow rain boots
Eyes the color of the earth
Two crescent moons
In the broken fence of my past tense
You fill my chest like cigarettes
Time is gonna fade you, that's truth
Blown out like a pair of her point shoes
Careless and impromptu
You still kiss my mouth
When you want to, don't you?
Met you outside the seven stars
Mapping it out, makes you glow in the dark
As I decorate in a canyon state
I contemplate moving out
I found out no matter where I go
I spend all my time trying to make it home
The spiral flows, Ojo De Dios
I spend all my time trying to make it home
All my time trying to make it home, all my time