light leaks in from the corner of the room it softens itself against the pale pink walls your voice is a chamber of echoes, echoes always keeping me up
you crept into my sheets ride a roller coaster into the sea all things in-between
you are cutting wooden blocks shaping cylinder tubes and I believe your presence makes the world brand new
we can take it anyway but i've learned enough to just take it today it's true that if you run that you may fall but if you never try you'll never fly at all i have written a story on the inside of my eyes it gets so hard to keep it open all the time
blink blink blink it makes me think think think blink blink blink it makes me think think think
all these thoughts go back to the root you trace the scales in musical proof all these words go back to the root and all these thoughts are only the truth that I believe your presence I believe your presence I believe your presence makes the world brand new