Slowly. Coming over me. Like fire and ice. Confusion. All to the ground. Stone me. Like you own me. The strangest moving patterns. All flow through this city.
Sunny day, I feel fine. Sunny day, you're not mine. Thoughtless things run through my head. I can feel just like I did. When I, I was free. . Motions to go through.
As pretty as a song. A song could ever be. Like Christmas on a river. Without a boat or Christmas tree. This afternoon with you was something like a letter.
These very moments as they pass. It's like you're just dreaming of busting someone else. My hands they hold a candle to the pages. These days they go so fast, these days of ours.
Black birds slow and softly breaks a glass of wine. Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight. Well, everybody wants to go forever. I just want to burn up hard and bright.
Are you there?. Screaming in the night. Somewhere. Hanging from the side. . Feel the sunlight. The sunlight on my face. It's cold out here. Lost in outer space.
These very moments as they pass. It's like you're just dreaming of busting someone else. My hands they hold a candle to the pages. These days they go so fast, these days of ours.