sound therapy

Light blue, dark grey

You’re my rainy morning

You say my name

Like there’s none before me

You keep walking that way

That makes me follow in your lead

You see, all of me

You still love the worst things

You still love the worst things

You still love the worst things

You still love the worst things

Sandy footprints

Clothes left in the kitchen

Can’t tell where I end

And where you begin in

I know it’s gonna take time

To get to half of who you are

You see all of me

And you love the worst things

You still love the worst things

You still love the worst things

You still love the worst things