Testo Where I'm Calling From

I don't mind a secret, but I just wanna keep it
Buried in the backyard with my bones
Lying, soft and naked our bodies. overrated
tell each other 'You are not alone'

I don't really have a name for my love
Where I'm calling from
Read the morning paper, angry at the news
The stories and the news all point to madness
There's no way of knowing, but darling, I'm still
hoping that you and I can navigate the sadness

I don't really have a name for my love
Where I'm calling from

You don't stop, you don't quit
You just shut up and make the most of it

Filling up the moment
while the bombs are still exploding
Falling through the ether, unrelenting
I don't know about dying, I've wondered all my lifeIf, in the final moments, all's forgiven

I don't really have a name for my love
Where I'm calling from