Language - Chewie

Hold me close.

I know it’s freezing

Toes are numb

The sun is bleeding through the broken blinds in your free house

Oh, I know it’s moved so quickly

The floor — it shook, you fell into me

Every moment makes me lose my breath

So hold me close in the back room of your house

My lips won’t be the same again

Well, you can take the heart that is beating from my chest and you can take

these memories from my head

As we awoke beside each other, our innocence, it fell asunder and I would see

that light go out again

We were too young to not see clearly, or old enough to finally keep the whole

world outside of our heads?

So hold me close in the back room of your house

My lips won’t feel the same again

Well you can take the heart that is beating from my chest but you will free

these memories from my head

You’re not a failure, you’re not a martyr, you’re not the only one lost at sea

I have seen things that made me stronger and I have felt the shore pining for me

Did I want this?

Did I need this?

I’m the one who felt lost at sea

Oh, we’re either lovers or ex-lovers

We cannot escape each other

Language bound us eternally