Halo and Strings

歌詞：

I wanna be your mic

Right up next to your lips

Every time that you sing

Feels like we're sharing a kiss

I wanna be your pick

You toss me into the air

Everyone wants to get me

They touch you by touching me

I wanna be the thickest string

Toughening your fingertips

I wanna be a thick callus

You nibble on when lost in thought

I wanna be a tattoo

Up and down with your breath

Every time you see me

You think of someone else

I wanna be a mirror

Silent in your bathroom

Every time you see me

You see your naked self

I wanna be your grey hair

A silver halo of time

I wanna be a wave of pain

That you feel when you lose your youth

I wanna be a haunting melody

Drifting through your dreams

Beyond your reach

I wanna be the moon to which you sing

Casting light on your tears

I wanna be a glimmer

Dancing in your eyes

Everyone gazes at me

As if they've found a star

I wanna be the air

Drawn deeply into your chest

Everyone strains to hear me

Set free as your voice

I wanna be the thinnest string

And make your fingers bleed

I wanna be a drop of blood

Splashing out from your wound

I wanna be a haunting melody

Drifting through your dreams

Beyond your reach

I wanna be the moon to which you sing

A dead celestial body

I wanna be something

That lives as a part of you

Do you want anything of me

If I'm worth it