Lletres: Chris Zabriskie. The Black Hole. Set This Thing On Fire.

Put your face to mine
bring your whispers to my ear
there?s something that i want you to hear
write your words to me
on blackboards clean
i now know what you and i mean

and the string so fine that will keep you mine
and the open doors that will keep me yours
and the gasoline that will set this thing on fire
that will set this thing on fire

keep my breath warm
don?t let it tumble down
and lodge itself deep inside the ground
i am in each of you
just waiting to come out
a lifetime without worry pain or doubt

watching your eyes dance at the sky
they disappear and i know why
take me with you wherever you go
i?ll go with you to where the snow
will melt and feed the ground below
where you and i can be alone