The marhsland's murk makes short work of my footwear.
She gave me fair warning said, "Wear galoshes when you get there."
Conquered the highlands, dreaded the wetlands.
Pulled myself from that swamp to find myself in love and
that would be great, excluding just one minor fact,
I've never met a girl who had the heart to love me back.
My spine is shaking
Winter here is not what I am used to
coincidence does not exist, so you can share my igloo if you want to
I didn't feel so brave when I began
but the frontier thickened this skin.
And now I'm certain I can face anything except going home again
See and see and never ever speak
the lense gets too big for me
when I see and see and never ever speak
I can't decide whether I want to be punched in the mouth or kissed on the lips.
It doesn't sound like the same instinct
but it is.