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We were never meant for long lives. But damn— we were built for forever. You looked at me like escape. I looked at you like the only sin worth confessing twice. We didn’t run from death. We outran it. Skid marks on destiny. Gunpowder on our names. No rings. No rules. Just blood oaths in motel mirrors and fingerprints on every stolen second. I told you, if the world catches us— we burn it. If the stars collapse— we kiss under the ash. Love like ours doesn’t fade. It disappears. In the rearview. In the rust. In the headlines no one dares print. They called us doomed. They called us mad. They said no one cheats the grave. But baby— we don’t need to cheat it. We just need to stay fast and hold each other harder than the dirt can. When they find the wreckage, they’ll say we vanished. But we’ll still be laughing on some empty road where even time forgets to follow. We were never meant to last. But we’ll make sure nothing else does either.
Alternative version
I scratched our names on motel glass, so even morning would think twice. Your breath left frost where my pulse wrote back; we traded sleep for miles of black. If death knocks hard, we don’t salute— we load the boot with hour and fruit. No hymns, no bands, just oil on hands, a number plate we never had. ’til the grave can’t find us, we change the map: ditch by ditch, light gap by gap. When soil forgets what mouths once said, we’ll file our faces under “misread.” I dream your touch like roadside fires; the smoke keeps faith, the smoke conspires. We drink from minutes like stolen wine— the corks are tyres, the label: “fine.” They inked our ending before we kissed; we pressed the page and blurred the list. ’til the grave can’t find us, we slip its eye— a hedged-in field, a vee of sky. You say you’ll fade; then take me too. I say we burn— and call it true. They’ll hunt our dust through dusk and scrub; we’ll pass them twice and miss the rub. ’til the grave can’t find us, we kill the lights— the road keeps going, the road recites. What ran through time now leaves no spoor: we die together, arrive once more.
Lyrics
I carved our names In bark and bone So even time Can’t die alone I kissed your ghost With open eyes You swore forever I made it lie If death comes knocking We won’t move Our love is louder Than the tomb Til the grave can’t find us We’ll run, we’ll hide In forests deep With stars as guide Til the soil forgets What names we were And we rewrite love In every blur Til the grave can’t find us We’ll stay unclaimed Two shadows stitched But never named I dream your touch In sacred sleep And wake with ashes That still keep We drink from hours Like blood from vines No clocks, no rings Just twisted signs They wrote our end In ancient ink But we rewrite What they all think Til the grave can’t find us We’ll run, we’ll hide In forests deep With stars as guide Til the soil forgets What names we were And we rewrite love In every blur Til the grave can’t find us We’ll stay unclaimed Two shadows stitched But never named (You say you’ll fade?) Then take me too (I say we burn) And call it true (They’ll never catch) What’s gone in dusk We leave behind The chains and dust Til the grave can’t find us We break the mold A myth, a vow In stories told We were the ones That ran through time You died with me But stayed alive
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