awkward sighs awkward silence in a crimson room

room that speaks to all the strangest thoughts

thought I held you in my hand you were a horse

show me something I don't notice all the little

signs what don't kill me grows me wise now right

now I'm telling you you might just might just do



when we spoke when we spoke about your mother's

boat mother's boat was sailing underground under

ocean fixtures under sound show me something I

don't notice all the little signs what don't kill me

grows me wise now right now I'm telling you you

might just might just do