Sing into a Flower

2,3,4

Thanks for being sorry
This is the last time i stay for long
I've always had to leave everywhere i go
Time to make these shaky limbs move more

Most of my nights
Spent in reparation
On a single pillow
Folded in half
Just like having to
Sleeping tightly

I'm still waiting for the end of the world
I always care little
Just a little too much
So i sit still and stare so lost
So lost

I can live my whole life under a blanket
In the town that i made up with
The city i live in
So i can see you
I learnt myself to learn two new things a day
Trying to change the way i
Think

Most of the things you laugh at are imaginary

I'm still waiting for the end of the world
I always care little
Just a little too much
So i sit still and stare so long
So long