Library

You don't have to pretend
if you can't hold back a smile.
Whether weather you're the friend
I'm apple of your eye.
And I would give my everything
if you make this place our home.
I dive into your quickest sand,
and now I know.

My love is library.
Your love is blasphemy.
I dare you to sneak in.
It's so, so, so risky.

Abstraction is a dying art.
You think I'm obsolete.
It's my idea of your heart.
It's hidden underneath.

Your beauty that is not skin deep
made me fall in dream:
what we both could have ever been,
and it's novel.

This is infinity.
This is my holiness.
This is catastrophe
and it's so, oh risky.

This city's light and the starry skies,
they would just never compare with your glance.
The wind is storming in your eyes.
I whispered some things you'll never forget.

I think the waves crashed down this time,
electricity went out in the town.
As long as it's dark I hope you'll stay around.

This is the end of us.
This is the painless death.
This is an enormous
scale of the risk.


I see you running through the crowds,
but I will take you back, take you back home.
The prom was given us the crowns,
so I will never leave ever alone.
I say it's time to make it clear
and I just turn the light, turn the light on.

My love is library
and it's so so risky.