Oh, everything outside is so slow
Oh, everyone just tries to let go
Oh, cold air keeps me alive beyond the snow, the snow
I'm growing roots from the soles of my feet
Straight into the earth they're anchoring me
Through the window I watch you breathe
Let yourself feel this entirely
Just take away the pain before I go insane
It hurts more than anything that i could even say
It's a tangled web this life that we lead
Our hearts pull slower by connecting string
Take this stone in your hand
Squeeze it until you can
Not tell the difference between it and your skin
Take this stone in your hand
Squeeze it until you can
Not feel the difference between it and your skin
This life's become problematic
Watching Antiques Roadshow through static
Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic
Listening to Bowie moderately soft
This life's become problematic
Watching Antiques Roadshow through static
Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic
Listening to Bowie moderately soft
This life's become problematic
Watching Antiques Roadshow through static
Daydreaming of us dancing in the attic
Listening to Bowie moderately soft
Take this stone in your hand
Squeeze it until you can
Not feel the difference between it and your skin