Fill Into Me
I haven't cried in so long
And I've got so many songs swimming inside me
Switch the radio on
Craving to conjure something bittersweet
I've been missing the days
When my fingers were sore from the carom board
I came back to the place
Where I wrote on a stone and prayed the lord would let it float
This is Sunday, this is August
I know something's about to end
I reach for my roots, I rearrange and I mend
It's been raining so hard, it must be clearing out
But I haven't felt so fully since I sang into the clouds
Let the water fill into me and I'll spill it from my mouth
I watch the droplets align along the window
Then on the sidewalk, slow evaporate
And in the morning, forming with the fog
And like the water, I'm always shifting shape
I am standing in the desert
Digging holes where I can keep
Those pearls of pain were precious
But I learned to dig them deep
So now I'm sifting through the sand
Snd my skin is getting browner
I'm aching but I stand
I think I might have found her
This is Sunday, this is August
I know something's about to end
I reach for my roots, I rearrange and I mend
It's been raining so hard, it must be clearing out
But I haven't felt so fully since I sang into the clouds
Let the water come down, let it fall to the floor
I will drink from the rain, I will sing when it pours
Let the water fill into me and I'll spill it from my mouth
And I've got so many songs swimming inside me
Switch the radio on
Craving to conjure something bittersweet
I've been missing the days
When my fingers were sore from the carom board
I came back to the place
Where I wrote on a stone and prayed the lord would let it float
This is Sunday, this is August
I know something's about to end
I reach for my roots, I rearrange and I mend
It's been raining so hard, it must be clearing out
But I haven't felt so fully since I sang into the clouds
Let the water fill into me and I'll spill it from my mouth
I watch the droplets align along the window
Then on the sidewalk, slow evaporate
And in the morning, forming with the fog
And like the water, I'm always shifting shape
I am standing in the desert
Digging holes where I can keep
Those pearls of pain were precious
But I learned to dig them deep
So now I'm sifting through the sand
Snd my skin is getting browner
I'm aching but I stand
I think I might have found her
This is Sunday, this is August
I know something's about to end
I reach for my roots, I rearrange and I mend
It's been raining so hard, it must be clearing out
But I haven't felt so fully since I sang into the clouds
Let the water come down, let it fall to the floor
I will drink from the rain, I will sing when it pours
Let the water fill into me and I'll spill it from my mouth
Credits
Writer(s): Anjali Tamboli Madhok
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