Well my heart is beating Your heart is the same
Those blue hours, that blue shift
Can we lose our emotions and still live well?
Do you fear the Way you steer me Towards the ground?
Consults a cold manner That lies deep in the grammar
Things are even But don’t even out
To be elevated to you
Well I was raised to the moon Just to hold a gaze with you
Took a trip and called down the phone I’d answer but I’m gone
sins will swallow explicit