lit by fire from underneath your hair was tangled in the trees on the night you darken me
your fingers rose up from the ground and reached for others in the clouds cracked their knuckles so damn loud and on the spot king i was crowned
i've lost assassin's cloud
i have tried to be your friend self respect has worn so thin and yesterday the joke set in that you have darkened me again
lit by fire from underneath your hair was tangled in the trees on the night you darken me