From my thoughts far away
I leave, I don't stay
But the space between us is dark
In a cage of your hug
Our picture of room
Our stillness, our moon
And in between the gaps of the stars
We lay in the dark
And it's so empty, this space
It weighs heavy on my plate
And in between us is a grave
In a field far away
It's our vacuum
It's our vacuum
It's our vacuum
It's our vacuum
I'm not sure it's today
Sometime this week
I need a train, I need more time
I'm done fucking around
I keep feeling this way
And I can't breathe from underneath
A whole heap of grief
I need to let it out
They won't understand
Time in our
Butterflies
Fly around
Butterflies
Fly around
Maybе with space
It may get bettеr
Maybe with space
May get better
Things may get better
Things might get better
Feel it all, feel it all again
compositores: Archy Marshall
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