Sitting in an english garden, fold eyes along the line to see Crazed enough to make you hungry, While soft along the contours of a dream While you dream, all end scene. Tried to run these hands long this time But lost it at the edges of the range Wise enough to know the difference But not enough to make the subtle change Softly strange Ugly reins Been waiting for this The snow has melted from the ground Silent stillness Passed it first without notice I'd do anything to stop that feedback Latched tightly to an orbit that careens Across our merging dispositions, Fold violent on the outskirts of a peace Been waiting for this Said you felt scared in your message Silent stillness Left on read and did the dishes Been waiting for this Euphoria impregnates perfect sadness Ceaseless noises Summer highland falls loops endlessly