Paper
Early morning, quiet in the springtime
Without warning (ooh), passing in a fever
Sweet as honey, flowers in a thin rain (flowers in a thin rain)
Daylight driving me back to your arms (back to your arms)
We've been rising from the ground
Can't keep my head out of the clouds
Another plane to carry the sound like echoes
I work real hard, but I'll never be sure
To provide for my baby in the physical world
But you don't care about material things like paper
(Ooh) when you know, you know
(Ooh) it's better with your eyes closed
We draw circles, halo in the skyline
Through the window, caught up in a breeze
Early morning, stretching over hours (stretching over hours)
While you go on talking in your sleep
Can you get it? It's subtle and quick
Feel the Earth begin to shift
How can anything contradict our nature? (Our nature)
I work real hard, but I'll never be sure
To provide for my baby in the physical world
But you don't care about material things like paper (like paper)
We've been rising from the ground
Can't keep my head out of the clouds
Another plane to carry the sound like echos (like echoes)
All I hope for takes me deeper
With never any plan, only echoes
All I hope for takes me deeper
With never any plan, only echoes
Without warning (ooh), passing in a fever
Sweet as honey, flowers in a thin rain (flowers in a thin rain)
Daylight driving me back to your arms (back to your arms)
We've been rising from the ground
Can't keep my head out of the clouds
Another plane to carry the sound like echoes
I work real hard, but I'll never be sure
To provide for my baby in the physical world
But you don't care about material things like paper
(Ooh) when you know, you know
(Ooh) it's better with your eyes closed
We draw circles, halo in the skyline
Through the window, caught up in a breeze
Early morning, stretching over hours (stretching over hours)
While you go on talking in your sleep
Can you get it? It's subtle and quick
Feel the Earth begin to shift
How can anything contradict our nature? (Our nature)
I work real hard, but I'll never be sure
To provide for my baby in the physical world
But you don't care about material things like paper (like paper)
We've been rising from the ground
Can't keep my head out of the clouds
Another plane to carry the sound like echos (like echoes)
All I hope for takes me deeper
With never any plan, only echoes
All I hope for takes me deeper
With never any plan, only echoes
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Joseph O'neil Riley, Alaina Joy Riley
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