Exhale - Beacon

I will be

A forgery

There’s something wrong

When you think of me

But tonight we’re young

Your skin, your dress

Is warm

Lay you down

And everything comes off

I will be

Your treasury

Keep all your thoughts

Safe inside of me

Tonight we’re here

The sky, your voice

Is clear

Lay you down

And everything comes off

I will be

A remedy

So when I’m gone

You’ll think of me

Tonight you’re old

Your skin, your hair

Is cold

I’ll lay you down

And everything rubs off