with your face turned to the bedroom-lamp,you're sleepingit's light a
And I saw space on a summer morning/but I'm still
And in this video she says:"I brought down three grown
I imagine you walking around in your apartment, kissing that
All these graycoated mornings passjust like water poured on waxyou
I'm a black thoughthangin' in the airyou're a white cloudand
Down from the balcony somebody flewsaying there's nothing here for
They called me up to see if I had heardabout
There are two ways of doing thisone is easy and
I tried to reproduce a feeling never bornand guide myself
I put my finger on the painit was nothing, it
And this necklace of question marks beautifullyframing your face,as you
My little sister, dreaming of monsterswhen will the story come
There was a wara race against timea lot on my
I know you feel like there's nothing to feelbut that's
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