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Now that it's |
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June, we'll sleep out in the garden |
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And if it rains we'll just sink in to the mud |
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Where it is quiet and much cooler than the house is |
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And there's no clocks or phones to wake us up |
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Because I have learned that nothing is as pressing |
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As the one who is pressing, would like you to believe |
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And I'm content to walk a little slower |
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Because there's nowhere that |
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I really need to be |
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And I find that life is easier when it's just a blur |
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With no details to confuse |
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Who or what or where |
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I wasSo when the ending comes the full regret will seem obscure |
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But these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold |
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And this apartment could not be prettier as we dance up there alone |
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And this T |
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V is old the color is fucked |
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Do you see the difference in the shades? |
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But the green is still close to green my love |
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And I believe we are the same |
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And we'll stay like this, all gold and green |
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The light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen |
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And if you close your eyes we will always be |
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The way we were that night you crawled inside of me |
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You slept in my blood the way you sleep now |
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The quietest hush has consumed this house |
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And when the doctors have gone and you sweat through the bed |
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With the pictures and pills they piled around your head |
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But just rest now |
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And in a moment you will know everything, was it all a dream? |
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It's too vague now to recount |
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An outline of the one you loved in a life that was that not longer will be |
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Stands above you as you sleep |
