Apricot Eyelids
Apricot eyelids as I walk in the streets
Apricot sunset, but this evening's far from sweet
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
What place is this? I couldn't tell you I don't read the signs
I've made up my mind that words are just curls and dots and lines
And that I am just fine without them, I'm fine without them
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
Pass me by, pass me by
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains will pass me by, no trains will pass me by by by
Oooooh, oooooooh
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains will pass me by, no trains will pass me by
What a wonder of weaving, what complicated tracks
Between brains, and hearts, our feet, and then back
For I can't comprehend why my heart must pretend
To make peace with tied up ends
There's nothing loose there's nothing to mend
There's nothing to hold onto
This cold stone please give me a grip
That no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
We'd still be strangers even if we ever meet
So I'm numb in my boots on an unnamed street
Feeling bitter, not sweet
Apricot sunset, but this evening's far from sweet
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
What place is this? I couldn't tell you I don't read the signs
I've made up my mind that words are just curls and dots and lines
And that I am just fine without them, I'm fine without them
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
Pass me by, pass me by
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains will pass me by, no trains will pass me by by by
Oooooh, oooooooh
There are train tracks below me, engine grounds covered in snow
But no trains will pass me by, no trains will pass me by
What a wonder of weaving, what complicated tracks
Between brains, and hearts, our feet, and then back
For I can't comprehend why my heart must pretend
To make peace with tied up ends
There's nothing loose there's nothing to mend
There's nothing to hold onto
This cold stone please give me a grip
That no trains to pass me by, no trains will pass me by
We'd still be strangers even if we ever meet
So I'm numb in my boots on an unnamed street
Feeling bitter, not sweet
Credits
Writer(s): Sophia Clark
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