Head to head Split synapse Remember it brightly Over breakfast Hear you shake in your sleep Hear you shake in your sleep And our spirits could shift In two different ways Into each other Into our daze There's a breath on your neck There's a breath on your neck You've got this flesh And you can't lose it This body is a test But you can't prove it This is all our home This is all our home We know not to want We know not to suffer We know not to haunt The hatred of others They too have their flesh They too need their rest Honey, turn this room Into a manger We'll both get born We'll both be strangers There is no path in our flight There is no path in our flight There is no path in our flight There is no path in our flight