Our Lost Infantry Fearless
(chorus)
This state of grace that we have found
You pull me up, you break me down
This state of grace exists between us
(verse)
Drenched in your blood and i'm dying
To just lay here with you
Making no sense of the white noise and pheromone scent
I'm shaking
Please don't turn away
Lay on your side with me
Plan out our history
Clavicle to clavicle, skin against my skin
(chorus)
This state of grace that we have found
You pull me up, you break me down
This state of grace exists between us
(verse)
All the hollow spaces of my head and neck and chest
And childhood home
Are ringing out in sympathy, for all the things
I still haven't done (i'll go there with you)
(chorus)
This state of grace that we have found
You pull me up, you break me down
This state of grace exists between us
(outro)
We dare to dream at least in silence
