Impending Morning (feat. Noodle)

Quiet is the one
Poised for what will surely be
An opening, a weakness at the seam
Holding my hopes high
I'll walk right over
Just to see you in the garden
With that look in your eye

I'm pulling up weeds in the backyard
I'm sittin' round waiting for the
Tempest raging in the mountains high

A body in a lake
Swimming forward
Just to turn again
Breathe

Call it a daydream
These instances are real to me
I don't care if you disagree

I'm caught in the slipstream
Pissin' on the deputies
Think I'm wrong you're dead to me



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Writer(s): Salvador Sharp
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