The Good Weather Was Supposed To Last Longer

That's my mind going under
Finding the ear of another
While you were holding on to hope
Pulling it like an invisible rope

You're turning the stone in my chest
Grinding grain for our daily bread
And I'm tracing my fingers down your spine
Could you tell I was just killing time?

The winter had stolen our heat
Stolen our heat

Our love was a city scaped
A cloudless and infinite sky scraped
Blue and red lights now careening
Tires and sirens now screaming
And I know how they feel
And I know just how they feel



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Writer(s): Iain Andrew
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