VERSE 1: Prayers on fire on a jumbo-tron predating the coming of Spring.
I saw your face in a fever dream but I couldn't say a thing.
This desert wind shakes the golden sand and all these charlatans of the rapture.
The steady warmth of a lover's hand is all that I'm wishing to capture.
CHORUS: Is there a world outside your window?
You just don't know that yet.
Is there a world outside your window?
You just don't know that yet.
VERSE 2: Just a thief in the prime of life; I'd like to steal you a sonnet.
Something sweet like a farmer's wife, or timeless like a cobalt comet.
A nonbeliever in the house of God; why, then, does no one eject me?
The train rolls steady towards oblivion as we pass over the Dead Sea.
CHORUS: I am writing you a novel to tell you how I feel.
I can provide you with a bookmark; I just hope you keep an even keel.
CHORUS: I am writing you a poem to pass away the time.
And after all of it escapes us, I hope to find your hand in mine.
When your angels all befall, you I can be your trampoline.
And when your language fails you, dream a dream of you and me.
credits
from Peaches,
released March 31, 2016
Michael: Vocals, background vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, melodica, synthesizer, shaker
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