Paroles de Bruises

My what a desperate place to reach You scared to put the pen down like it bruises You said it fine How autumn sings in leaves what summer couldn't take With her to the spring Oh no, you're late For another thing you couldn't wait for You sigh as you survey the clouded sky Tracing constellations the chroniclers forget with time You smile when you sympathise Like you were relegated from the heavens Astrology is lost on me But you like how it gives you an excuse To talk about your feelings Oh no, you're late For another thing you couldn't wait for I've never been too keen on shedding My metamorphosis is begging Lullabies I fear I'm a little old for Lullabies the kind you'd sell your soul for Trust in my intuition Most the time comes to fruition I just need my souls nutrition Hate to feel this soul attrition Forget the bruises and we'll run Time is money come on let's run Forget the bruises come on let's run Oh you're late for another thing you couldn't wait for