Tonight

Tonight
I wear the color blue
And sit upon the couch with the cat
Who would not like it if I moved

That day I fell
Into the crystal room
Saw so many of my selves in the glass
Not one of which I knew

And I'm so old now
So old, it can't be true
So old that I could fall apart with you
Tonight

When I step up to the door
And I open up my hands
No, it's not because I'm poor

It's the chain I choose
The glass that splits my foot
When I comfort you
It's just because I should
Tonight
Tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Jana Horn
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