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[intro]
[verse]
If it was only in our heads, only in our dreams
Nothing we ever spoke of, nothing evergreen
you know I dreamed we were hunted by lions, bursting for air
so we hid out in the brambles and played like we were dead
never terrified of what that might mean
[chorus]
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead?
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back?
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed
[verse]
If it was only a mirage, a hopeless scene
Nothing close to water, nothing so serene
you know I dreamed we were walking a wire across a ravine
locked in on each other and then I hear you scream
but I never saw you open your mouth
[chorus]
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead?
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back?
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed
[instrumental]
[verse]
If it was only for the foolish, decision to careen
Nothing that you walk from, nothing so clean
you know I dreamed of the end of the world, that whole nightmare routine
I found you in the closet with your mother's old tureen
You said there's one fear I had not confirmed
[final chorus]
Why is it clinging to life, this longing that should now be dead?
Why do I need you, feeling your claws in my back?
I've got a few ideas and an image of you in my bed
I've got two ideas, and an image of your claws in my back