I’m getting lost in your curls I’m drawing pictures on your skin, so soft it twirls I like your looks when you get mean I know I shouldn’t say so but when you claw me like a cat, I’m beaming I like the way you squeeze my hand Pulling me into another dream, A lucid dream
i was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere when the water filled every hole and thousands upon thousands made an ocean, making islands where no island should go. oh no
those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats. i thought it less like a lake and more like a moat. the rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more the distance is quite simply much too far for me to row it seems farther than ever before oh no
In the morning I feel far too sentimental for my own taste My blood begins to run in a slow race As I fall laughing into this glorious mess I’ve made It’s a mess that I love It’s a mess I would never ever change I was becoming numb Yes, increasingly complacent in my grave, and though you weren’t the one to save me certainly you brighten up my day
I do remember you When we were younger Though we were only friends I thought you were beautiful back then Yes, we were only friends We were only friends Yes, we were only friends We were only friends!
And I never would have known A friend could make me feel like this I never would have known I would ever want to kiss you on your mouth
Space around me where my soul can breathe I’ve got body that my mind can leave Nothing else matters, I don’t care what I miss Company’s okay, solitude is bliss There’s a party in my head and no one is invited
I’ve got something to tell you, Something that you’d say if you were me. But something so specific to you and only you And when you heard it from another you looked so confused Because “I’m the one” feels so alone. Comfortable clothes all of your own.