Your arm in a sling From falling down the stairs At nine years You broke your arm And I was scared to fall If our deathbeds are next to each other I will crawl right into yours Will you tell me all the things that I forgot? We are swimming, spitting signals in the dark And the clouds look just like mountains where we are We are teething What had you said To make me laugh With blood on my knees? Did you say If our deathbeds are next to each other I will crawl right into yours Will you tell me all the things that I forgot? We are swimming, spitting signals in the dark And the clouds look just like mountains where we are We are teething I remember I remember when We were swimming, spitting signals Now we are floating The tide is clawing down We are carried