Vignette

Idyllic scenes on TV screens
Makes this feel heaven-sent
Whoever thought it might happen for us
A treasure map fell on my lap
Could you help me mark an X on the spot
Pastiche comedy that's taken too far

Frolic as the silver hours pass and leave

Listless and restless
I saunter down the neon streets
Shopping for whatever sticks
Makes chemicals rush
Didn't I promise to play nice with affection
Not dart for directions with porcelain trees

Love is not a game
Switching out the pieces on the board
Will never cancel out the pain that you afford
Stormy weather came
Limerence in blindfolds on tightropes (and cleared)
Can leave you too soon (too soon)

I'm trying
I'm trying
I'm trying
Not to throw it all away
And fly free

It could be fright or appetite
Maybe all the things that keep me up at night
They're subliminally pointing and laughing at me
It seems that I'm just trying to stop
All the floorboard gazing (repeating)
All the morning dazing
Polyester freezing (repeating)
Scientific teasing
Parking far to talk a million-mile walk (repeating)
While tracing all our paths with smile-colored chalk (repeating)

How could I build this alphabet
A castle made of sand the shore might soon forget
Spending life tumbling after the next vignette



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Wisniowiecki
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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