It's there, it's where, it begins,
and it's calling your name
You've been down there all night now,
in a state that I cannot explain
Behind grey curtains of ash
from a word it was burn
Now smoke rises high from your head,
morning mist laying dead
On naked shoulders
- no flowers, no thorns

Hey love, stay the fuck out of my home
I've told you a thousand times
'Cause my brain tells me you're dangerous, and my belly says
you're just too hard to find

(c) Moddi