You may find me,

But I'm not myself...

You may touch me,

But I can't feel myself...

Lost between trees and leaves that fall by themselves...

Lost in the world around us...

(Can't hear the sound of us)

...

I found it after I left myself...

My body still wondering where I am...

It's been January for a very long time...

Love migrated to Mississippi along the rivers...

My soul may have been taken away by stars...

Guess the pieces were cutting too deep...

The oceans can't handle the density...

The sun can't handle the intensity...

...

Cigarette light is the only fire I've found...

In the dark where the demons party a new mind...

Covered in magnums and corvettes...

...

A tornado is whom I make love to...

Twist and turn in the bed every night,

Until everything isn't where its suppose to be...

Twisted love.