Privilege from Tunneling by Emily Peal

If I stay here,
Until cobwebs collect,
I know you won't mind.

If I lay here,
A prisoner to your flesh,
I'll be captive till I die.

But I'll be a smiling skeleton.

It's a privilege to know your kiss,
And it's a privilege to taste your skin,
And it's a privilege to share the air with you.
Let's never leave this bed.

Wicked world surrounds us,
It promises you'll change.
Let's stay inside quiet as mice
And hope that life forgets to bring us pain.

And we'll be smiling skeletons.

It's a privilege to know your kiss,
And it's a privilege to taste your skin,
And it's a privilege to share the air with you.
Let's never leave this bed.

What is true love?
Is this madness--That we embrace in the face of certain sadness?
Knowing that loss is the cost of giving our hearts to someone who someday won't breath--
So forgive me if I hold too tightly.

It's a privilege to share the air with you.

• Alternative
• dark
• dramatic
• heavy
• singer-songwriter
• theatrical
• Boston