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Southern Doldrums
by The Love Language
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Glass trays, ashes
The needles are pining like lashes
Redwoods, the bayou
We can live anywhere that we want to
I just keep on singing underneath these southern doldrums
'Cause you ascend up through the peach's pit the tip of my tongue
Even though we knew the pieces fit we've ripped them undone
I think I'm finally getting used to it and seeing someone
So you've fixed your eyes on Versailles
A new day's arrived
Your faith's back inside your fair share
I won't be there
Blissed out, Defiant
Tall tales of fairies and giants
Who lost their footing
I stand corrected, you've lost me
I don't ever want to steal another breath from your mouth
It's hard enough just breathing when the seasons never run out
Safe inside your ceiling till the feeling takes you down south
Where everyone you meet will always have an open hand out
Young gun, your skin's started peeling
The sun's coming out
Now you've got something to believe in
You'll come back around
Separate salutes
Drawing a line through our bedrooms
Get your Breakthrough
But please hire the players you want to
And I'll just keep on singing underneath these southern doldrums
And you ascend up through the peach's pit the tip of my tongue
Even though we knew the pieces fit we've ripped them undone
Just keep on feeding each and every reason til you have one
Can't think of any right now
But I'll shed these doubts
We're wound like two cameras looping
With infinite bounds
Glass trays, ashes
The needles are pining like lashes
Redwoods, the bayou
We can live anywhere that we want to
I just keep on singing underneath these southern doldrums
'Cause you ascend up through the peach's pit the tip of my tongue
Even though we knew the pieces fit we've ripped them undone
I think I'm finally getting used to it and seeing someone
So you've fixed your eyes on Versailles
A new day's arrived
Your faith's back inside your fair share
I won't be there
Blissed out, Defiant
Tall tales of fairies and giants
Who lost their footing
I stand corrected, you've lost me
I don't ever want to steal another breath from your mouth
It's hard enough just breathing when the seasons never run out
Safe inside your ceiling till the feeling takes you down south
Where everyone you meet will always have an open hand out
Young gun, your skin's started peeling
The sun's coming out
Now you've got something to believe in
You'll come back around
Separate salutes
Drawing a line through our bedrooms
Get your Breakthrough
But please hire the players you want to
And I'll just keep on singing underneath these southern doldrums
And you ascend up through the peach's pit the tip of my tongue
Even though we knew the pieces fit we've ripped them undone
Just keep on feeding each and every reason til you have one
Can't think of any right now
But I'll shed these doubts
We're wound like two cameras looping
With infinite bounds
