If you be my star, i`ll be your sky. You can hide underneath me and come out at night. When I turn jet black, and you show of your light. I live to let
I wish to feel smaller under your sheets. I wish for the whole truth every time you speak. I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me While I
If you be my star I'll be your sky you can hide underneath me and come out at night when I turn jet black and you show off your light I live to let you
One by one, the days fall beside us like yellow leaves We have no conscience Oh, what we're becoming Month by month, the rings on our tree trunks, like
When the end comes you'll see hydrogen electrolyzed you're amazed at the cold you see, the fire by your face bitter bloom flightless skies the fear the
I've been the wild one i've run through the streets and i've suffered i've been the quiet one sequestered and smothered but i won't mind no time spent
Every day trying to make up for the one before climb three flights to tremble at the sight of your already open door the frustration I see when I tell
To the hills we go bring all of your fog and smoke bring all the friends you know to the hills we go to the fall we blow goodbye kisses, bid winter hello
If i'm bound to forget you, don't you let me be from the day that i met you i've been set on you what a tragedy it'd be if you and me weren't happy if
I had a dream, it was lasting it lasted the whole day i dreamt you had left me and when i woke the mirror said to me maybe it's true, it could be true
Think my bones are breaking under black eyes and bookcases up to the sky the promises i made myself - that i wouldn't land it cause it's a bad habit -
Today day is a slow day and i'll play guitar til the day goes away trying to write a song that says i love you trying to let you know i do the dawn is
Someday i'll toss all your presents and bury the letters left unsent cause it's bad to do what's easy just cause it's easy and i wanna do what pleases
Baby come save me, i'm going crazy without you steal me away, these nights just aint the same you can watch me wisely but i'll turn on a dime you can
Orange river glides through the saddle of the park an icy day in March cuts the clouds they push apart I'd rather be on fire, rather be on fire, fire
Now it's just you two in a world of poems and paintings I guess this means I'm through it also means I'm breaking but Isabelle what can I do if I'm caught
Big open land, you hold the weight of the air in your hands big open air, you feel the tickle of the trees on your chest why'd you go and waste it the
Kill the turkey shoot him down pluck his feathers make him ground, make burgers kill the cow slit his throat let him bleed make steaks, make burgers good
