It came from the wind
Blew from the sea
Rained on my head
Then leaked out of me
Learned how to talk
But not how to speak
Not how to speak
I was a door
That felt like a window
I was a rock
That thought it was water
Learned how to look
But not how to see
Learned how to live
But not how to be
Not how to
You play your cards
They suit you well
But I know your tell
The craving heart
In absence swells
I wish you well
You feel like god
But you know quite well
You look like hell
Nostalgia Ct
The fond farewell
I wish you well
Ooooooh Ooooooh
I wish you well
You leaned in
With a snake in your eye and
Whispered to me
"You're my favorite tornado"
Learned how to sleep
But now how to dream
Not how to dream
I'm looking back
Fond of a phantom
Feeling content
In discursive tenements
Learned how to hear
But now how to heed
Learned how to rule
But not how to lead
Not how to
You play your cards
They suit you well
But I know your tell
The craving heart
In absence swells
I wish you well
You feel like god
But you know quite well
You look like hell
Nostalgia Ct
The fond farewell
I wish you well
Ooooooh Ooooooh
I wish you well
If I forget
Please don't remind me
If I forget
Please do remind me