Bliss

I've found a few ways
To push through the days
Of waving out windows
And sleeping on pillows
What can I say

Dressed up to gleam
You know how it seems
To be simple and bland
Yet perfectly grand
In the absence of scheme

And the door knocks stop
And the texts dry up
And the sway of the curtain
Makes me so uncertain of this
Maybe it's bliss
It's bliss

Lockstep to beats
And melodies sweet
I sing on my own
A ghost so alone
I walk down the street

And miniature plays
In the essence of days
I work on myself
But need someone to help
In unsettling ways

And the door knocks stop
And the texts dry up
And the sway of the curtain
And me so uncertain of this
Maybe it's bliss

And the door knocks stop
And the texts dry up
And the sway of the curtain
And me so uncertain of this
Maybe it's bliss
It's bliss
It's bliss
It's bliss



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Giuliani
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