Rocky

You've got your head so far up a tree
My calls coil in knots, they beg you to leave
I coax, when you come, I back right on down
You scare me, you steal me the most gorgeous sounds

Come, lay your head in my lap
We'll go through the trash you dug from the neighbor's bin
Come, take off your mask
This fever will pass, we'll tell each other stories, stories, stories

Stories, stories

You run the night, I work all day
We pass in the dusk, I push you to stay
I leave you a plate, you carve me a sign
Lines on the nightstand, the last drop of wine

Come, leave footprints in ash
I burned all the plans I made before you came in
Come, open your hand
It all goes to sand, we'll tell each other stories, stories, stories

Stories, stories

You, you brought me the good stuff this time
You brought me the good stuff this time



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Michelle Magill
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