Sleepytime
Don't you hold back
Don't you hold back now
The tenement you hold in my heart is palatial, maybe bigger
Older than suspended darkness saturating outer space
Stop, waste not the pretty spider webs I spin
Encrusted in morning dew to get you stuck on my nostalgia
We keep reading the prequels
So it's no wonder how come we don't have the bravery
To focus on the outcome
It's Jupiter to Mars distance
I move away and bar fences
Not because I hate you darling
But because a small glance will pull me back in
Same friends, same sins, and pain hits at different times
Depending on those abacus beads that calculate what we need
As sure as tulips in May we may move at different speeds
Your petals pretty at the start, and catch the bees attention
While I bloom later like the
Rhododendron, my disposition timid
But I still wish you luck amongst the garden
You go and get them
The next chapter will start us in a platonic position
My Love
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No looking over the shoulder
Don't you hold back now
The tenement you hold in my heart is palatial, maybe bigger
Older than suspended darkness saturating outer space
Stop, waste not the pretty spider webs I spin
Encrusted in morning dew to get you stuck on my nostalgia
We keep reading the prequels
So it's no wonder how come we don't have the bravery
To focus on the outcome
It's Jupiter to Mars distance
I move away and bar fences
Not because I hate you darling
But because a small glance will pull me back in
Same friends, same sins, and pain hits at different times
Depending on those abacus beads that calculate what we need
As sure as tulips in May we may move at different speeds
Your petals pretty at the start, and catch the bees attention
While I bloom later like the
Rhododendron, my disposition timid
But I still wish you luck amongst the garden
You go and get them
The next chapter will start us in a platonic position
My Love
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No no
No looking, no looking looking over the shoulder
No looking looking, no looking over the shoulder
No looking over the shoulder
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Writer(s): Noah Steven Whitney
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