Contours of Spring

A window built by the sea

I see violins gliding out

Mm, your girlfriends dressed

Like museum artifacts

It's the poetry of things

Oh, material things

Ensure me

Well, we could still be good

Oh, we could still be fighting

Warriors

And I won't settle, I

I won't choose a sight

It's too much for my eyes

Can you show me?

I'll live it out

Overcompensate

My feelings in a haste

Is it wrong me to say?

Is it wrong for me to make it 'bout me?

And I won't settle, I

I won't choose a sight

It's too much for my eyes

Can you show me?

I'll live it out

And I won't settle, I

I won't choose a sight

It's too much for my eyes

Can you show me?

I'll live it out