Wyatt

Don't you ever think that I will be coming clean
I'm buzzing through you walls like some time machine
Did you paint my face on the door so you can keep the sting

I heard you found a way to keep yourself vanishing
Through all the liquid smoke & dropping all the kerosine
Then you fell so hard you bust your head so clean now you can't see

Brother did you think the air would be thin & sweet
Instead it stopped the sound of all our song traveling
Had you been listening maybe then the apples grow

Then Arlo said this was their favorite dream
Me I spent the stars all on imagining
Well we will be just as bright eventually
Put the trowel down & stop all the digging



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Robert Riley
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