Eliot St. - Quilt

send me the notes

i’ve been walking silently

through the ghosts

of what we’ve known

they only showed us the sad signs of our start

without the grow

oh

it takes some time

tessallate ivy, dear, my love

in another life

beneath the mire

we’ll forfeit the words that we once sung

into the fire

oh

oh, i cant sleep

i’m thinking all too much

always shaking hands and never showing up

and i’ve had no luck

for all you are, and i can’t be there now

i’m sure we may change but are we prepared now?

for all we may be in the talking pool

for all we may see as we act so cool

oh, i can’t sleep

i’m thinking all too much

always shaking hands and never showing up

and i’ve had no luck

don’t be afriad it’s only a dance

i changed my name, oh 17

and why always is it so hard to love you then

when i heard you say within a dream

oh, i cant sleep

i’m thinking all too much

always shaking hands and never showing up

and i’ve had no luck

if you call this second wind

if you call this flying love

i will catch you in the morning

in the valley of that word

if you call this second wind

if you call this flying love

i will catch you in the morning

in the valley of that word