Into It. Over It. - Intersections

Your Antique Organ

Inside the programmed tones of your antique organ
where I barely made a sound
I heard you shine for the first

You made the settings push and pull
You created the future and the fool
while I played into every guideline

Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year

You know I see myself in his disposition
and the way he moves
And the way he ties his shoes

In a comparison by correlation
A curtain cunning ruse
So predictable it must be true

Seems our vital signs realign at the same time every year

But I worry for you
Every evening I seem concerned
And we'd always say
that we both would be okay if left alone

I worry for you
and all to often I'll return
and we'd always say that we both would be okay alone

When our vital signs realign
Vital signs realign

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Writer(s): Evan Thomas Weiss
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