Burning Sage - Cold Cave

I’ve been singing

With my tongue, black tongue

I’ve been breathing

With my lung, black lung

Oh reckless abandon

Loaded gun, black gun

I’ve been grieving

For all that is gone, he’s gone

I’ve been singing

With my lung, black lung

I’ve been aiming

At the sun, black sun

Oh present depressants

On my tongue, black tongue

I feel so old

But so young, so young

I’ve been breathing

With my lung, black lung

I’ve been staring

At the sun, black sun

Oh tasting the rain

With my tongue, black tongue

I’ve been leaving

Everyone, I’ve gone

People want to know

How we sleep at night

We don’t, we don’t, we don’t