I want to go where no one knows our names, my darling dear Where we can become a perfect pair of human beings, my darling dear The flags we've made, we will forsake And the maps we bring, we'll burn The pages have singed for you, my darling dear Degrees of awe are present in the ice, a sheet on this road The last time I'll see frozen water in a three-week beard or on your coat No phone numbers to cellular phones we'll need to know Failures, distresses, pictures of prom dresses left in this snow The flags we've made, we will forsake And the maps we bring, we'll burn The pages singe for you, my darling dear No baggage brought to check no arms outstretched, we wrote our parents goodbye letters With postage paid, all ties are cut No return addresses is uncouth but for the better With shifting in 1B, there's room for knees, the first time in leather seats But I'm calm, all I want is stored under upholstered floating foam or sitting next to me The flags we've made, we will forsake And the maps we bring, we'll burn The pages singe for you, my darling dear I want to go where no one knows our names, my darling dear Where you and I can both become a pair of human beings, my darling dear