My twin is a teacher
And I forget we’re strangers
I spill the ink
And conjure him
My lust was bloodied
My head was heavy
Was that a falcon?
Or just a pigeon
I don’t know what to believe in
I was a language
Spoken by one
Split the atom between us
Ah
Ah
I’m kissed by the memory
Of what I never tasted
Just like virgin fantasy
I want your tongue
I want your love
Was that a falcon
Or just a kite
Love of my life
In disguise
I was a language spoken by one
Split the atom
Ah ah ah
And I’m still in love with you
I can’t tell anybody
When I try to raise the roof
I can’t it’s still above me
Ah
Ah