Song: Vanilla Cake and Lemonade
Viewed: 45 - Published at: 7 years ago
Artist: Dorian Taylor
Year: 2021Viewed: 45 - Published at: 7 years ago
Vanilla cake and lemonade on a Sunday
Blue, yellow, grey as it fades into the night
I am alive
I am alive
Yellow from my chest to my stomach
Grey in your eyes, no fly, blue in the underbrush
I try to touch
I try to touch
Red fingertips, red eyelids too, blue
Like a bruise on my shoulder, leading down my back
I can’t relax
I can’t
We fold to the edge
We fall
Vanilla cake and lemonade on a Sunday
Sugar never hurt me like this from my teeth to my toes
Can wе let it go?
Can we let it go?
Grеy in my hair before my years
Blue in my soul like a song from 1971
Did I miss the fun?
Where did it all go wrong?
Creases in my skin, movements repeat
Pages hold their fold, and fingers always leave a print
My day came and went
Everyday
We fold to the edge
We fall off the edge
And what you won’t give, you won’t give gets taken away
And what you do give, you do give, gets thrown in your face
We fall off the edge, no Sunday can make this end
We have too much time left to sit and
Watch the sun fade, and watch the sun
And watch the sun fade. Watch the sun fade
Watch the sun
Vanilla cake and lemonade on a Sunday
Blue, yellow, grey as it fades into the night
I am alive
I am alive
Blue, yellow, grey as it fades into the night
I am alive
I am alive
Yellow from my chest to my stomach
Grey in your eyes, no fly, blue in the underbrush
I try to touch
I try to touch
Red fingertips, red eyelids too, blue
Like a bruise on my shoulder, leading down my back
I can’t relax
I can’t
We fold to the edge
We fall
Vanilla cake and lemonade on a Sunday
Sugar never hurt me like this from my teeth to my toes
Can wе let it go?
Can we let it go?
Grеy in my hair before my years
Blue in my soul like a song from 1971
Did I miss the fun?
Where did it all go wrong?
Creases in my skin, movements repeat
Pages hold their fold, and fingers always leave a print
My day came and went
Everyday
We fold to the edge
We fall off the edge
And what you won’t give, you won’t give gets taken away
And what you do give, you do give, gets thrown in your face
We fall off the edge, no Sunday can make this end
We have too much time left to sit and
Watch the sun fade, and watch the sun
And watch the sun fade. Watch the sun fade
Watch the sun
Vanilla cake and lemonade on a Sunday
Blue, yellow, grey as it fades into the night
I am alive
I am alive
( Dorian Taylor )
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