Me and You, Pt. 1

We're out patching hills in the dying season
Storming the house
We are breathing
It's raining
We're sleepy and restless, to our waste in the water
We may come to expect we may find each other
One of us underneath covers and tired
The sun or the rain buried in the isle
The lean veneer and boa pairing
Sink in the ground but weave lion's bearings

Me and you, let us lose ourselves
And drive in the dark until we get lost
You and I, with our shoes untied
Here in this mercy, the sound of our sirens



Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Winn, J.d. Hoover, A.j. Smith
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