I gently rest on you my hands.
Reshape you like the ocean does the sand.
Gathered your wrists inside my palms-
Laying skin to skin, pushing shudders through the calm.
My weathered smile, reformed renewed.
Color returns, I regain my hue.
For a while I refused
To believe the smile on my face was all because of you.
You must have done something right,
or filled some sort of gap,
Because every noise that's not your voice just sounds like breaking glass.
lyrics
I gently rest on you my hands.
Reshape you like the ocean does the sand.
Gathered your wrists inside my palms-
Laying skin to skin, pushing shudders through the calm.
My weathered smile, reformed renewed.
Color returns, I regain my hue.
For a while I refused
To believe the smile on my face was all because of you.
You must have done something right,
or filled some sort of gap,
Because every noise that's not your voice just sounds like breaking glass.
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a bud put me onto this a few months back and i'm obsessed—my favourite kind of screamo. mathy, melodic, freaky, tender, and (above all) passionate. unreal release from a band i wish i could see live kai
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