Tuning in turns me into a sponge I see all the details I missed growing up Catching the whispers that roll off your tongue Stories are stones I carry in my cup
Bearing witness, free of suspicion Now I'm in this, I feel the friction Dripping in regret for kissing him away from the crowd
I walk on the shore and the ocean is sour It all feels so strange to me now Does it flow into the warmth of my shower It's all the same to me now
My intention exceeds my capacity Exposed in the cruel blue light Can't cope with a casual tragedy Offer the excess to the gentle tide
Holding the wrong hand Hoping they'll understand I've got a good plan hidden in smoke Buried in sound
I walk on the shore and the ocean is sour It all feels so strange to me now Is it a mirror of nuance in power It's all the same to me now
Strange to me nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
