Since autumn came these rusty shadows never fill me up with warmth
And I can’t hold on to all these pictures that you painted for me
You wrote the book on how to dream
I think it took a hole in my heart to know exactly what that means
And I can hope but it could never seem to build this home up for me
Days are getting colder
But so am I
This weight held on your shoulders
Just stay up high
I hung your brushstrokes on my wall
I probably didn’t say enough, if I even spoke at all
About the way, I could hear your voice inside the colors on the page
And I could write about you all the time
I probably sound like broken records playing through your head at night
And if I do, just pull the needle off so I won’t get this through to you
Days are getting colder
But so am I
This weight held on your shoulders
Just stay up high
Things have changed since you moved up north Since autumn came these rusty shadows never fill me up with warmth And I can’t hold on to all these pictures that you painted for me You wrote the book on how to dream I think it took a hole in my heart to know exactly what that means And I can hope but it could never seem to build this home up for me Days are getting colder But so am I This weight held on your shoulders Just stay up high I hung your brushstrokes on my wall I probably didn’t say enough, if I even spoke at all About the way, I could hear your voice inside the colors on the page And I could write about you all the time I probably sound like broken records playing through your head at night And if I do, just pull the needle off so I won’t get this through to you Days are getting colder But so am I This weight held on your shoulders Just stay up high Explain Request ×
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