The Lightness - Shortly

So what if the world is on fire

We will know nothing of it

We’ll be crawling like cockroaches

Through the liquor and nicotine kisses

I am the back of your hand, you are nothing

Read me your tarot cards

Greet me with ambulances

And flowers

Hold onto what’s comfortably mine

My head’s always reeling with guilt

Think, maybe I could leave it all

And rid the clean world of our filth

But I am the lightness, so I will not go

I am the lightness

And I do like the sound of your voice and the tone of your vowels Tell me what

happens next if we live in denial

Our love was a trick of the light, and like pressing flowers It’s easy to

romanticize

I saw you, I saw light, I saw heaven

I saw you, I saw light, I saw heaven

So what if the world is on fire

We will know nothing of it

I am the back of your hand, you are nothing

You are nothing