Violet Sky

(альбом: Santa Fe - 2019)

Slow dance
Me and my nervous hands
You and your empty plans
Did we even like each other?
Sixteen
Everything was high school teams
Dreaming of a rivalry
I think I died and came back another

Violet sky
Hold me tighter
Feel my fire
Slip into your lungs
Wandering eyes
Chasing after
Pull me backwards
Like the morning sun

Slow clap from the back of the class
I cry when I laugh
I laugh when I think about the past
Do you, do you laugh too?
'Cause all these coffee shops
Are looking like graveyards
All my friends got married to a day job

Violet sky
Hold me tighter
Feel my fire
Slip into your lungs
Wandering eyes
Chasing after
Pull me backwards
Like the morning sun

I was in the backseat
Singing Sierra Leone
You were taking sidestreets
Looking for somewhere to smoke
Just a couple kids going in
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere, nowhere

I was in the backseat
Singing Sierra Leone
You were taking sidestreets
Looking for somewhere to smoke
Just a couple kids going in
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere, nowhere

I was in the backseat
Singing Sierra Leone
You were taking sidestreets
Looking for somewhere to smoke
Just a couple kids going in
With nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
Nowhere, nowhere

I was in the backseat
Devil's in the backseat, oh