I was only trying to save it for tomorrow
I was hoping to
Become a wooden fence, a tree in the hood
As I'm flowing in the sand I feel the sorrow
A fierce grip that will
Never let me free and gets back for good
Just you say my name
Another day
I'll be wherever
You can find me there
Floating buoy
It's a shade
An empty space
I will call you
When you're not awake
A sunbeam of dust
It's today
I see the grace
I will call you
When you're not awake
The moonlight on plants
I was breathing slowly
Thinking about the light of a Sunday morning
Through the window of the living room
And I was swimming at the same time
And time wasn't important anymore and my heart was pounding
I was not real
There is something down the aisle
Softly crying
A tiny bird that flies
In the air and through the fire
Softly crying
Softly crying
It's a shade
An empty space
I will call you
When you're not awake
A sunbeam of dust
It's today
I see the grace
I will call you
When you're not awake
The moonlight on plants
