| You said, you said: «We could dance forever» |
| You said: «Two hearts in the wild could bloom together» |
| I remember, I remember |
| Being with the flowers, baby |
| Running 'round in spring with you |
| Dancing on your pedestal |
| Praying to your crescent moon |
| I remember, I remember, I remember |
| We were gods before this |
| We were made from the heat of the stars |
| I reached for a love tucked too deep in your heart |
| I held u up to where birds never fly |
| You held me tight in the frame of your mind |
| I would suffer the nature of rain for you, baby |
| This is nothing to hide |
| I was just born with nothing that was mine |
| You was raised up with no one on your side |
| See, all I am is fossiled youth |
| In ways I want for you |
| Baby, if my memories didn’t make me bleed |
| I would leave the wild for you |
| All our heartache we consume |
| In our young years, oh we’re doomed, yeah |
| But I’m in a different love, I think I’d die for you |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| Open up the sky, I’d make it cry for you |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| Oh it feels like Eros in the spring, don’t it? |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I remember all the pretty things, don’t I? |
| Being in the forest, baby |
| Covered by the jumper’s nooses |
| Praying that the trees weren’t dead |
| Finding you with all those bruises |
| I remember I tried to revive you, remember? |
| But you were gone for good |
| You were dancing with demons and smothered in youth |
| Couldn’t be more undeserving of you |
| Couldn’t be more unprepared for the truth, oh yeah |
| I was battling secrets, obsessed with the dead |
| Painted the blue that was left of me red |
| Burying skulls in the back of my head, oh yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| If all our love’s now memories |
| Then was it meant to be |
| Baby, if it leaves our hearts so instantly |
| Then was it make believe, yeah |
| Oh, I hurt all over, it’s the worst baby |
| Thinking 'bout the magic in your skirt, baby |
| Sorry, you bruised your knees, yeah |
| Running wild in the trees, yeah |
| Will you remember me, yeah |
| All our heartache we consume |
| In our young years, oh we’re doomed, yeah |
| But I’m in a different love, I think I’d die for you |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| Open up the sky, I’d make it cry for you |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| Oh it feels like Eros in the spring, don’t it? |
| (Yeah, yeah) |
| I remember all the pretty things, don’t I? |
| Being in the desert, baby |
| Talking 'bout your energy |
| Trying to teach you all the shields |
| To save you from you enemies |
| Remember, don’t you remember? |
| Don’t you |
| Don’t you |
| Don’t you |
| Don’t you |
| Oooh |