[Lyric] ​black charcoal (wehaveheardonhigh)

You brought me a book that was the same color as your eyes
I gave you every look I could that night
Every gaze filled with each season
Freezing, thawing, melting, wilting
Windburn from my head spinning
And you touched it gently like a crystal ball covered in your spit
You touched it gently like a globe
Fingertips on continents you have never seen
But I told you what I wanted and you didn't listen
Sound asleep in my bed
Wide awake behind your eyes
Behind black charcoal that believes it's [?]