歌詞
Words come out like warm water.
Feeling through years to slowly learn her.
(She said)
Dreaming is a pattern cut in darkness.
We've made pain a surface for remembering.
Piecing shapes out of the same colour.
But I'll try, it's hard to discern dark parts.
Words come out like warm water.
Feeling through years to slowly learn her.
(She said)
Letting truth break through the other side of concrete.
Growing from the hope that we can know from not knowing.
There are facts that remain relieving.
There is a door, there is a frame.
There is a shape, there is a name.
The dream it carries the words around.
Adjectives that miss the point, the dream it carries...
Words come out like warm water.
Feeling through years to slowly learn her.
Written by: Casey Mecija
