Quiet while the meadow listens
Underneath the sun
Tongue tied, tough luck
Talking now, about our visions
Underneath the sun
Two words, holy f*ck
Break my bones, don't fret
They're on loan, I kept
Every note
I'll rest every soul I ever known
High as it goes
I see the reason I was supposed
To be with you recently
I don't know
If this would be easier in the moment
Can you hold it?
Can you draw me a picture with roses?
Can you celebrate all our emotions?
Can you close this.