Just for You to Hear

Weird, empty bed awaits
Big, as big as outer space
I make a painting of a painting
I'm sorry about what I said

Two wounds bruise in the shape of you
I rage and recoil
I make a painting of a painting
And search our story's soil

I dig through black and blue
Red and green and gold
And I find love
But no foot hold

Is it weird to have friend after friend
Try to get your ear
As song after song is written
Just for you to hear?



Credits
Writer(s): Gabrielle Smith
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