From Here on Out
Passing Broken Knee
I could hardly speak
My apology
Felt late at best
So I followed you
Through your living room
Where you offered me
Milk from your breast
And I took it without knowing it's a trade
And we slept together when night turned to day
And your eyes were large and yellow like the rain
If people call this settling, I've changed
I'm a child
At the door I empty
Perfume all over
Your feet
From here on out
It looks like you and me
If our days could be
Like piano keys
Black and ivory
Across the floor
Could I lift you up
With one single phrase
As my fingers shape
Into a chord
Will I know how every moment should be played
That not every note sounds right together
Will the meaning be transparent or opaque
When they ask me I will say whichever
I'm a child
I've lost my mother
My sense of home
Is gone
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
I could hardly speak
My apology
Felt late at best
So I followed you
Through your living room
Where you offered me
Milk from your breast
And I took it without knowing it's a trade
And we slept together when night turned to day
And your eyes were large and yellow like the rain
If people call this settling, I've changed
I'm a child
At the door I empty
Perfume all over
Your feet
From here on out
It looks like you and me
If our days could be
Like piano keys
Black and ivory
Across the floor
Could I lift you up
With one single phrase
As my fingers shape
Into a chord
Will I know how every moment should be played
That not every note sounds right together
Will the meaning be transparent or opaque
When they ask me I will say whichever
I'm a child
I've lost my mother
My sense of home
Is gone
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it looks like you and me
From here on out it all sounds like a song
From here on out it looks like you and me
Credits
Writer(s): Denison Witmer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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