We live high

Our love gorges on the alcohol we feed it

And it grows all fat and friendly

we have surplus if we need it

we hold on as hard as we can

our knuckles are white



we write letters to each other

invent secrets to confess to

I learn foreign and exotic terms of endearment

by which to address you

we feed fresh fruit to one another

we stay up all night



I am healthy, I am whole

but I have poor impulse control

and I want to go home

but I am home



we are strong, we are faithful

we are guardians of a rare thing

we pay close careful attention

to the news the morning air brings

we show great loyalty to the hard times we've been through



we are filled with riches and wonders

our love keeps things it finds

and we dance like drunken sailors

lost at sea 

out of our minds

you find shelter somewhere in me

I find great comfort in you



And I keep you safe from harm

you hold me in your arms

and I want to go home

but I am home