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