My subconscious clumsiness my right hand man
I stumble across lands I couldn't find
Your luminescence undermines dark matter of my plight
This moment's holding tightly to my hand
Where should we go darling?
I'm a bit of a loose cannon
Ima trip on my tongue
And you'll be long gone
Nighttime city skyline lights our awkward little dance
Sharing barely too long glances
Conversation trickles down the elephants trunk
Hot water pooling up, step through it
You're a beautiful soul darling
A bit of a loose cannon
Don't you trip on my tongue
Or you'll be long gone
When I loosen my eyes
Have I retreated too far to breathe in?
Is my perception all wrong God?
I just wanna find a place to be without the need to wonder why
Why, why, why?
Why should I give it all up darling?
Take a shot in the dark just praying
That you're right where I thought
Before the moment's long gone