Weeds

(álbum: Ghost Stories - 2021)

It somehow took the best of you
To find out there's a best of me
And even though it may be true
At times it feels we're playing make believe

Faces painted red
With words we'd never said

Somehow you found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds

In not sure if I found god
But I'm quite sure of where he's not
You were the shelter from the cold
My saving grace, so I've been told

Seems so simple now
For you anyhow

Somehow you found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds

Winter says goodbye
Never telling why

Somehow you found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds
You found me through the weeds