Rolling over the edge
Sleeping underneath the tidal wave
Waking up in my bed
Getting ready for another day
Why should I feel exhausted
From taking up this space?
Just let it remain

Praying over the dead
Pick the berries with the strangest taste
It fits all in my head
In the forest but I knew the way
I drank my own reflection
Then swam accross the lake
Whatever it takes

I lie and listen to the rain
(It’s love starting, repeats again)
Turn off the light and see your face
(I trace the shape, the path it takes)
It’s not just the promises we make
That we’re gonna break

I can tell where I’ve been
Left some footprints when I ran away
No one talks at the end
They’re too far from what they want to say
It’s a [bad word] of a collection
But everyone’s so fake
perfect display

I lie and listen to the rain
(It’s love starting, repeats again)
Turn off the light and see your face
(I trace the shape, the path it takes)
It’s not just the love that we make
That we’re gonna take

Spinning backwards
Hands held form a ring
secret that’s worth
Somersaults in..
Somersaults in spring