shotgun alleys with lightning flowers

under the eyes of fallen statues

dry blood they've never seen



pain is sharper when i suspecy

that true love runs looking for us

like a lion in our dreams



the strawberry road

where the dream fades

is down between our longing and desire

the strawberry road

there our hearts break into love



you censor longing and organize beauty

because you're afraid

you want it more than oxygen or light



you can't get there with your morals

or without love

lie down with me

the rules aren't always right



call it romance or nostalgia

this hunder behind our memories

we've buried it in code



the things we've wanted

when we get them are never enough

never what they seem

but they lead us to the road