I used to eat apples on Byron St
Sharp, sour, sweet in my teeth
I used to lie upon the trampoline
Watch the crows fly by and dream
I used to tell Daisy all of my secrets
Cause only a dog would keep them
I keep my rose glasses on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
I used to ride my bike around Byron St
While the cracks of the road rumbled my seat
I used to play with sticks in the yard
Earthy pines watched me until dark
I used to contemplate in trees that soared
How one day I'd evеn the score
I keep my rose glassеs on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I was so young back then
I didn't know any better
You spun intricate tales for them
You let my hands bleed in the winter
I was your inconvenience of a daughter
You were the best fabricated father
I keep my rose glasses on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
And the sound it grows like a wave
And the sound it grows like a wave
Sharp, sour, sweet in my teeth
I used to lie upon the trampoline
Watch the crows fly by and dream
I used to tell Daisy all of my secrets
Cause only a dog would keep them
I keep my rose glasses on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
I used to ride my bike around Byron St
While the cracks of the road rumbled my seat
I used to play with sticks in the yard
Earthy pines watched me until dark
I used to contemplate in trees that soared
How one day I'd evеn the score
I keep my rose glassеs on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I see it in my dreams
The colors, the smells seem
So real to me
I was so young back then
I didn't know any better
You spun intricate tales for them
You let my hands bleed in the winter
I was your inconvenience of a daughter
You were the best fabricated father
I keep my rose glasses on
To see past all of the stains
Cause it's a ticking time bomb
And the sound it grows like a wave
And the sound it grows like a wave
And the sound it grows like a wave
( Midnight Foxes )
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