While I powder my nose he will powder his gums. And, if I try to get close, he is already gone. I don't know where he's going, I don't know where he's been. But he's restless at night. He has horrible dreams.
So we lay in the dark 'cause we've got nothing to say. Just the beating of hearts, like two drums in the grey. I don't know what we're doing, I don't know what we've done. But the fire is coming so I think we should run.
I think we should run.
While I put on my shoes he will button his coat and we will step outside, checking out the coast is clear on both sides. We don't want to be seen. Oh, this is suicide. But you can't see the ropes.
And I won't tell my mother. It's better she don't know. And he won't tell his folks 'cause they're already ghosts. So we'll just keep each other as safe as we can. Until we reach the border, until we make our plan to run.
Will you stay with me my love? For another day? 'Cause I don't want to be alone when I'm in this state.
Will you stay with me my love? 'Till we're old and grey? I don't want to be alone when these bones decay.