Do you wanna be the animal to take me apart? Break my patience, corrupt my sacred art Do you promise to be with me if I beg and I crawl? In my darkest mood, through the private wars
Will you stay even when the drugs have gone? For it won't be long before I tumble Turn into the anxious clown That just, just won't come down
In fire, in whispers I would die for a million years I promise to be your rock star But then promises don't mean anything anymore
In the summer of 2005 was a correcting Of excuses, of our need to win To ourselves we lied we could be the new beginning Digging up treasure, Taking the time to love, and to live, and to sin, And you stayed Even when the drugs were gone So I sing this song to you on our island Of never-ending poetry It's just, just you and me
In fire, in whispers I would die for a million years I promise to be your rock star But then rock stars don't mean anything anymore