(From a year or so ago)

Barrels of guns

The heavy words dripped from your mouth
and landed in a pool at my feet.
If only I could dive into that pool
if only you'd accompany me.

We stuck flowers down the barrels of guns
with their eyes on you and me.
If only we could dive down those barrels
if only you'd accompany me.

Ba da bum bum, barrels of guns
with their fixed eyes on you and me.
Let's walk on our tightrope up to the sun,
please will you accompany me?