the spring provides reminders through your life when branches scrape your pane they call you out again
question light you only see at night stay on the edge of crowds they'll say their secrets loud
the numb deceits we fled for idle streets now second guess our sky something is passing by
i will not wait for anyone to get ready you took too long i am not full on going out i don't care if i talk too loud
the lights lie down on friday night there's nothing in the sky there's so much out there we can't see i feel it passing by
i will not wait for anyone to get ready you took too long i am not full on going out i don't care if i talk too loud (i'll listen to what you say i will still just turn away sharper stars and sharper skies that's where i want to place my eyes) the lights lie down on friday night there's nothing in the sky there's so much out there we can't see i feel it passing by