Dust
Wait... stop... no... way... I meant that
All these words... can't... brain... ain't... workin'
But sometimes stuff starts spillin' out my mouth, I'm sure
If I caught myself - melt right through the floor
And sink back in the earth as mud from which I came
'Til I dry out dirt when you say my name
How... When... Why... Did we get here?
Like we're the same... but... slightly... different
Those two sun-crossed lovers in a world of real
Push and pull my way - tension for the thrill
And though I cannot explain all of the reasons why
Still I love you more, simple it grows like time...
Floating forth, I wander
What's it mean?
From dust to dust - my life - the space in-between
And each night - I feel it - I close my soul...
The southern winds creep through the broken window
The cost is all but lost when counted up from you
And I thought you knew...
Knew you were the one - I'd become
But thought you'd be the one, I'd run from...
Floating forth, I wander
What's it mean?
From dust to dust - my life - the space in-between
And each night - I feel it - As I close my soul...
When southern winds creep through the broken window
All these words... can't... brain... ain't... workin'
But sometimes stuff starts spillin' out my mouth, I'm sure
If I caught myself - melt right through the floor
And sink back in the earth as mud from which I came
'Til I dry out dirt when you say my name
How... When... Why... Did we get here?
Like we're the same... but... slightly... different
Those two sun-crossed lovers in a world of real
Push and pull my way - tension for the thrill
And though I cannot explain all of the reasons why
Still I love you more, simple it grows like time...
Floating forth, I wander
What's it mean?
From dust to dust - my life - the space in-between
And each night - I feel it - I close my soul...
The southern winds creep through the broken window
The cost is all but lost when counted up from you
And I thought you knew...
Knew you were the one - I'd become
But thought you'd be the one, I'd run from...
Floating forth, I wander
What's it mean?
From dust to dust - my life - the space in-between
And each night - I feel it - As I close my soul...
When southern winds creep through the broken window
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Writer(s): Brooklyn Cox
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