Head to head 
Split synapse 
Remember it brightly 
Over breakfast 

Hear you shake in your sleep 
Hear you shake in your sleep 

And our spirits could shift 
In two different ways 
Into each other 
Into our daze 

There's a breath on your neck 
There's a breath on your neck 
You've got this flesh 
And you can't lose it 

This body is a test 
But you can't prove it 

This is all our home 
This is all our home 
We know not to want 

We know not to suffer 
We know not to haunt 
The hatred of others 

They too have their flesh 
They too need their rest 
Honey, turn this room 
Into a manger 

We'll both get born 
We'll both be strangers 

There is no path in our flight 
There is no path in our flight 
There is no path in our flight 
There is no path in our flight