Little Painted Scenes

The space between the head and the heart
Is a lonely place to be
A solitary penitentiary

I remember the sun and the birds who traced the sky
We rolled around and watched them fly on by
Tracking motion so devine

Echoes in the hall like sirens in the fog
Stories of the ones who got away
Real time heartbreak decay

Now I paint little scenes on the walls surrounding me
Depicting life never meant to be
Imaginary television screens

Unlocking the sun and the birds returning one by one
Trace the lines of possibility
Slipping into spaces in between



Credits
Writer(s): Kris Delmhorst, Jeremy Moses Curtis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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