Another line to embed in my head
You'll turn the page and we'll color it in
The greens and the golds will melt with the reds
A pile of leaves just to fall in again
And a fragile box will soak in with the season
An anticipation of watching things grow
If I turned up the volume, maybe think of the reasons
Mysterious words, you could whisper my
Oh, I have fingers to wrap around so many things
I swear there are colors that flow from these veins
Red and blue, well, it isn't enough
It's the same with you, I just don't have enough
So I'll swim and I'll drown as the Hudson overflows
And steals all of our distance that we've come to know
Hands on the window, you search for a pulse
But admit that the glass is thin
Can't we just shatter it?
The sun wakes up and ignites silver cobwebs
Secret traps to pull me in, to wrap me up
If this is such nonsense, why can't we stop?
Oh, I have fingers to wrap around so many things
I swear there are colors that flow from these veins
Red and blue, well, it isn't enough
It's the same with you, I just don't have enough
Well, I have fingers to wrap around so many things
I swear there are colors that flow from these veins
Red and blue, well, it isn't enough
It's the same with you, I just don't have enough