Edge of Reality
Whispers out of winter tell me I'm just another soul on a trip through a suffering dream
Scents of stale wine and spent firecrackers
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Assaulting memories of lost loves rain down on me and I lied that I was better before
Sea-spray and drops from bleary eyes
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Somewhere on the edge of reality, the universe keeps pushing away
Particles of what's died turn to particles alive
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
It's a miracle that my memory works at all, I had thought it would fade so much more
But it has lingered and stuck fingers in my spokes
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Scents of stale wine and spent firecrackers
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Assaulting memories of lost loves rain down on me and I lied that I was better before
Sea-spray and drops from bleary eyes
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Somewhere on the edge of reality, the universe keeps pushing away
Particles of what's died turn to particles alive
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
It's a miracle that my memory works at all, I had thought it would fade so much more
But it has lingered and stuck fingers in my spokes
Coating the dry grass
Coating the dry grass
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Bye-bye to Sunday pine
Farewell to north Caroline
Sweet southern smells on blonde haired belles
Surf western swells so tan-skinned until the sun fell
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Orion
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