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You are my favorite miracle I have seen you in a field of marigolds But I'm glad I don't have to give my prayers to you 'Cause I know we'll make it through whatever happens I don't care how we proceed I just care that you know me I've got bags under my eyes Like I've been carrying groceries for a long time With a strong mind, brought up on the wrong side Of the railroad cross-slide where my Grandma says they all die But if you think about it, every soldier fights for compromise I can't predict the future but we all can prophesize On your bedroom floor where I promised I would never grow up I think since then I've seen we all eventually go To that white hospital bed, we watched your dad lay And almost turn into a ghost, Ghost, I know you've had a bad day But that's okay buddy 'cause I swear to God I'm by your side And I'll be with you any time you say you're down to ride So, here I am in the midst of feeling tired Watching fireworks from your garage in old facades that we'll retire I only recently believed that we've got tires in our souls That don't weary any time we go to drive 'em We're the suicide kids We only think about ourselves And keep secrets, like 'I won't tell.' And up on Suicide Hill, where we climbed high as hell We used to hide out and try to find ourselves We are the suicide kids We only think about ourselves And keep secrets, like 'I won't tell.' And up on Suicide Hill, when we got high as hell We used to hide out and try too hard to find ourselves And so I started liking English It managed my expressions And felt like wet cement; It could carry my impressions What if the butterflies inside our stomachs are still hatching? Or imagine that we search the dirt pile and find the hatchets that we buried? In light of all this faith that I still can't believe You left it on the trampoline when you were barely teen I mean we traveled to September, the summer-killing month And missed the cigarette kisses and the poems that I wrote that sucked But on that white hospital bed you watched your brother cry Now I swear I'll shave my head, grow out my hair some other time 'Cause I've been fighting things myself, I can be his savior I cleaned my room and emptied out those medicine containers So that I can take this pencil, the one meant for the book report Use up all its graphite on emotions I've been looking for Lose myself inside a childhood of looking forward Well, whatever, life just took its course I hope you're looking for You are my favorite miracle I have seen you in a field of marigolds But I'm glad I don't have to give my prayers to you 'Cause I know we'll make it through whatever happens And on that white hospital bed, we'll watch each other lie And swear that it's forever on the tattoos that we cover I don't believe in miracles but I have at other times And I believe that I can carry all your troubles. I swear On that white hospital bed, we'll watch each other lie And swear that it's forever on the scars that we cover I don't believe in miracles but I have at other times And I believe that I can carry all your troubles. I swear That I'mma take this pencil, the one meant for the book report Use up all its graphite on emotions I've been looking for Lose myself inside a childhood of looking forward Well, whatever, life just took its course I hope you're looking for The suicide kids in every person that you haven't met And all the perfect places that we haven't been to yet All the cameras and the passed-out floors that I haven't mentioned yet You give 'em hell kid and never let yourself forget 'Cause we've all got higher hills to climb regardless of our depths But I would never look to suicide if I had nothing left I would simply form a smile thinking back on all my friends And read The Book Report I wrote so many years ago again
Writer(s): Dylan Owen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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