Navy blue eyelines cross a navy blue set   A temporary slip of the push-pinned memory hypochondriac   But I am the pornography that makes you breathe   That makes you feel   Feel alive and shudder to think   What it's like, oh what's it like   And I can't even tell where your fingers end and mine do begin   For I can't   But this could be the kiss that all others yet to come in life   will be judged by   I apologize for that strap slipped right down your shoulder baby   I apologize because I tried my best    I tried my best   But I am the pornography that lets you believe   That lets you taste   Taste the life and shudder to think   What it's like, oh what's it like   And I can't even tell where your fingers end and mine do begin   For I can't   But this could be the kiss that all others yet to come in life   will be judged by   Wait don't you die for me   Just go   This is a world that I feel I frustrated with my soul   Let us define, let us define   This is a world that I feel I frustrated with my hope   But I won't give in   Allow me to run my fingers gently up your spine   Across your shoulders, down to your clavicles   As we are breathing as one together   The movement starts here