These moments are like trees
The branches end in leaves
The roots beneath my feet
Are origins underneath
There was that time
I sat in your kitchen
And I stared
At your lips
It was a rare lapse
For me but, we ran out
Of words
To say
I was so tired
I fell
Asleep
On my hand
But even I
Knew the
Night
Had to end
That person isn't me anymore
The calendar no longer reads October
And it's too warm to think about a sweater
And I don't recognize the address on your letter
Fat Pance - Allay Churn Lyrics
Fat Pance - Allay Churn Lyrics
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These moments are like trees
The branches end in leaves
The roots beneath my feet
Are origins underneath
There was that time
I sat in your kitchen
And I stared
At your lips
It was a rare lapse
For me but, we ran out
Of words
To say
I was so tired
I fell
Asleep
On my hand
But even I
Knew the
Night
Had to end
That person isn't me anymore
The calendar no longer reads October
And it's too warm to think about a sweater
And I don't recognize the address on your letter
The branches end in leaves
The roots beneath my feet
Are origins underneath
There was that time
I sat in your kitchen
And I stared
At your lips
It was a rare lapse
For me but, we ran out
Of words
To say
I was so tired
I fell
Asleep
On my hand
But even I
Knew the
Night
Had to end
That person isn't me anymore
The calendar no longer reads October
And it's too warm to think about a sweater
And I don't recognize the address on your letter
Writer: David Grych
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid