I would rather smile
Than sigh
Or feel the dark inside
I dream of nails sometimes
Pin me down
Rust like moss on my mind
You could never hide
You'd leap forth
Into the starlight
To think of you sometimes
In polaroids
Tiny treasures in soil
You look at stars
I dig for gold
At the end of each night
We both end up cold
The fields ahead of us
The world to come
The roads to run
You laid down your dress
On the grass
Like a burden from the past
I sat silently
While you slept
You cheek on my knees
The wind blew through the leaves
Your face lit up
With each waving of the tree
You look at stars
I dig for gold
At the end of each night
We both end up cold
Now I would rather hide
Than leap forth
Into the spotlights
I would rather die
Than live
Without you by my side