Tiny Helicopters

Tiny helicopters fall like
half of something that could fly
Ooh, ooh
Their shadows pull like a comb through grass,
spin and spiral the sunlight
Ooh, ooh

Close your eyes
Put your palm to mine
I know what you know about brokenness

Close your eyes
Put your palm to mine
Powdered gold melts into the cracks between us

Oh, I've got a treasure chest of
broken wings that I've collected
Ooh, ooh
And there's a certain luminescence
staring down at my transgressions
Ooh, ooh

Close your eyes
Put your palm to mine, I
know what you know about brokenness

Close your eyes
Put your palm to mine
Powdered gold melts into the cracks between us

One day when we pick up
where we left off, and
all the jagged, wounded edges
will begin to soften

You'll close your eyes
Put your palm to mine
You'll know what I know about brokenness

You'll close your eyes
Put your palm to mine
Powdered gold melts into the cracks between us



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Miller, Rachel Eisenstat
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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