Eric Mayson Corn (feat. Margaret Johnson)
(Verse 1)
I like to think of you as a lighted window
The only one in a grid of windows
Dark with the curtains pulled
And when July is miserable
And I am naked
I like to think of you as an ice cube
Melting quickly on my chest
I remember Sun
Seared the walls like butter
And I won't hold your back
Pressed against my chest
(Hook)
Miles and miles of corn between us
And within the sand beneath us
And be sure to imagine lines
This is how we meet our deaths
Death
(Verse 2)
I never understood
At least I couldn't tell
Without a pair lines running parallel
Just how our fortune's fell
And when July is miserable
And you are naked
I hope you think of me
I hope you think of me
I hope you think of me
I remember Sun
Seared the walls like butter
But I won't hold your back
Pressed against my chest
(Hook)
Miles and miles of corn between us
And within the sand beneath us
And be sure to imagine lines
This is how we meet our deaths
Death