Stromata (acoustic)

Charlotte Martin

The clues to you and I are sprawlin' out like roads

And if we find a place for them, they won't lead home

I only meant to say you once but it's too late

I'm into you and out again

The rotted love manipulates me

The rotted love that twists the fates

Seem a bit confused by my reflection

'Cause if we die there's still direction

And I, I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

If I can think a purpose then you'll be right here

A paranoia got the best of what I hold dear

The cold linoleum is tucking up my shoes

Deciphering the truth of us

And now I know what I'm about to lose

Now I know what I'm about to choose

Now we go for some reaction

A little game of who's distracted more

And I, I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

And see the disappointments walking in their line

But every step they take is perfectly in time

I'm singing you in every breath I'm left to heave

I feel your arms surrounding me

And when I'm in a dirty river

And my receiver meets a giver

I set a trap to come and catch you

Someone stop me now I can do this

And I, I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata

I, you we're not thinking my Stromata