i couldve sworn your eyes were burning like a pagan city
laying on the roof in my high school hoodie
you said that lunar light was the only light that's holy
cuz holy things are always stolen
so hold me tighter as the gyre loosens
cuz in its arc the sun carries our ruin
unearth the extant words you've been chewing
cuz pretty things are always broken
hey, don't change your name
dont you dare to douse that flame
im privileged to know the person you were ten years ago
when the sun nudged me awake in the morning
he left a sweatshirt hanging loose on the door hinge
i held the memories but couldn't restore them
cuz some things just can't be stolen
so you're scared but is it really founded
cuz Sunday morning's bite has never felt this rounded
you will never know how your first words sounded
so don't dare say them aloud
hey, don't say that name
dont forget to douse that flame
i only wish I met you ten years ago
and when you leave for the night
be a dear and hit the lights
i only wish I met you ten years ago.
credits
from Late to the Party,
released May 5, 2017
Lyrics co-written by Dashiell Halperin
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