It's just different. I can't explain how a spaceship sails or a moon beam walks.
All I know is that when I'm with you my heart beats because it doesnt have to,
and I breathe like I was pulled from the womb screaming your name. Perhaps maybe I was.
Anguished cries of life always suited this walk of shared death more than anything else ever could.
When asked to describe my leadership ability I am a lighthouse with a broken bulb,
and darling, I've always preferred shipwrecks anyway.