Pretty Papers
Good Morning Bedlam
GENRE
When we met, I dazzled and amazed you
Showing off at every chance I got
Curling fingers open swiftly to contain me
But before you knew it, all of me was lost
Tossing lovers into certain frenzy
As the leaves drip down into the earth
Causing chaos on the ocean when you need me
I’ll be here when all you do is hurt
Swirling up to meet the heavens fondly
Smoothing out those footprints in the sand
I will thrust you into danger and deception
But truly dear I am your only friend
Bursting open all your еxpectations
Causing bedlam evеrywhere I go
Blame it on my recklessness or my redemption
Oh my love, my weeds were bound to show
Weaving past the seasons in a heartbeat
Pausing quick to graze you on the cheek
Wrecking all your (my) pretty papers on your (my) desk, dear
I know that you hate it when I’m weak
Whistling in to all those tiny tree holes
Forcing all the chimes to dance with joy
I’ll make for certain to find you when you’re sleeping
And remind you of those times we had before
Rustling up all your darkest worries
I will pry and poke and prod ‘til dawn
Just to show me to that last forbidden window
I promise that I’ll catch you when you jump
Showing off at every chance I got
Curling fingers open swiftly to contain me
But before you knew it, all of me was lost
Tossing lovers into certain frenzy
As the leaves drip down into the earth
Causing chaos on the ocean when you need me
I’ll be here when all you do is hurt
Swirling up to meet the heavens fondly
Smoothing out those footprints in the sand
I will thrust you into danger and deception
But truly dear I am your only friend
Bursting open all your еxpectations
Causing bedlam evеrywhere I go
Blame it on my recklessness or my redemption
Oh my love, my weeds were bound to show
Weaving past the seasons in a heartbeat
Pausing quick to graze you on the cheek
Wrecking all your (my) pretty papers on your (my) desk, dear
I know that you hate it when I’m weak
Whistling in to all those tiny tree holes
Forcing all the chimes to dance with joy
I’ll make for certain to find you when you’re sleeping
And remind you of those times we had before
Rustling up all your darkest worries
I will pry and poke and prod ‘til dawn
Just to show me to that last forbidden window
I promise that I’ll catch you when you jump
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