Texty: Boy In Static. Newborn. Kissed Under The Sun.

we fell in love and kissed under the sun
wrote down the way this ends, and then we kissed again
i hear the sound, the gods can't scare me now
cause i'm too young to die and already broken inside
a message recorded a year from today
says i'd have called sooner, but forgot your name
i hope it comes against a setting sun
wrote down the things we'll say, the time, the day, and place
you and i are tortured by design
the way our hearts can break looked beautiful that day
i should be sleepless over you
i should be brokenhearted too
against the sky it slipped my mind
this should be a tragic way to end
endless lines of things i said
in midday sun my face looks young