Out of Frame

In my room, silent two
Someone move the needle
Summer off, paint the wall
Grieve in lavender

I always meant it more than you did
I took it slow while you kept moving
Out of frame

Desk job blues, eat the news
Pour a drink or three
First time I'd like to die
Give it half a try

Take half a pill and dig a small hole
Curl up inside an old piano
Fail again to make two halves align
Point a timid hand toward the light

I never meant it more than you did
Just couldn't stand to watch you blooming
Out of frame



Credits
Writer(s): Alexandra Millan
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