It can be ashes on the peak of a storm
It can be a syntax on the tip of the tongue
We have been animals cleaning our bones
I can see it's so close to shattering and it's only begun

It'd be best to be with someone else
Cause you have landed us under
It's best to be with someone else
Because I have decided it's over

And soon claws overhead
Will remove the lead from my chest
And soon worms in the grass
Will consume the doubts that I have

It can be tangled in the whip of a storm
It can arrest, it can recoil the tongue
I will be nautical, cursing the shore
Where the trees and nooses undulate in a summoning tone

It'd be best to be with someone else
Cause you have landed us under
It's best to be with someone else
Because I have decided it's over

And soon claws overhead
Will remove the lead from my chest
And soon worms in the grass
Will assume the dance in my head