歌词
The gold water tap is spilling out
I guess we were so wrong about the drought
Now it's not so hard to feel
Hovering over orange skies
I thought I would've died at least by now
We were just learning to dive
I guess the anesthesia
Isn't takin' care of me now
My eyes will let me see again
All it took was new wings and some common sense
How is it this easy just to make amends
You're not as far, gone as we thought
I'm takin' mirrors and I shake it hard
How do you know who you are?
Now that the clouds float from your eyes
I guess the anesthesia
Isn't takin' care of me now
My eyes will let me see again
Written by: Lily Pryor Wike
