Lyrics

It still hangs there in my head It won't end Like a dead bird in the air that just won't fall to the ground I could run away To Moneta, Wyoming Or Red Lodge, Montana Or Maple Grove, Minnesota But I can't let go We're connected for good, ain't we? When will this tether be gone? And my memories twist into fantasies that, like a moron, I think I have possibilities I could go to Antarctica And bury my head and what's left of my heart in the snow But my love just won't go Am I sick? Or were we meant? Am I being fucked with by demons? Is it me that's acting evil? Am I in the right? Or am I in the wrong? Or is this just how love is?