ynacrn

i saw trees go red for the 16th time
i won't rest my head tonight
when you are the mosquito in my ears at night

all you damned kids with your sad black and white salvation

on the inside we're young forests with nostalgia

living with a falling temptation

waiting at train stations

on empty city lights 

lighting nothing but empty hearts

and darling

i wish i couldn't understand a word you say 

but (damn) i do

and now i'm not scared 
i'm just dreaming with fear