Denmark / Van Gogh & Gone

I watched the trees kiss while sharing ideas with
A cloud who was pouring along sharing tendencies
Amidst a Monet's world I built from the tip of my tongue
That emphasised everything
The tendrils of time melt with my head in Denmark

And I'm thankful everyday

I left my home, my head
My world could never descend
Not at all

I want you to see in my window
And lose all your bones
And all your skin
Feel like you can float

I want you to see in my window
And lose all your bones
And all your skin
Feel like you can float



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Zed Mcewan, Luke Parish, Daniel Caddy, Luke Gary Reynolds
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