Open Space Songtext
von Aunts
Open Space Songtext
Take comfort in knowing that
Seasons come back around
And you′ll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between's a fallacy
So I might just help paint me the enemy
We just missed the summer at Longo
The hillside sans the blankets of snow
And the birch feels like company
Fool to think it′s only me
We just missed the summer at Longo
Fool to think it's only me
Take comfort in knowing that
Seasons come back around
And you'll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between′s a fallacy
So I might just help paint me the enemy
Paint me
Paint me
Paint me the enemy
And you tried to play this
And I tried to take this to the end
Tangled in the ebb and flow
An open space of overcoats and undertows
And you tried to play this
And I tried to take this to the end
This place is not a prison
Though I considered the metaphor
This place is not a prison
Take comfort in knowing that
Seasons come back around
And you′ll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between's a fallacy and
I know that
It′s easier as enemies
Hammocks hung, staring up through the leaves
Clouds move the same without you next to me
Whistled grass to my ear off the breeze
It will echo on, but I will never call it home
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Hammocks hung)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Clouds move the same)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Whistled grass)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the
Never call it home
Never call it home
Seasons come back around
And you′ll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between's a fallacy
So I might just help paint me the enemy
We just missed the summer at Longo
The hillside sans the blankets of snow
And the birch feels like company
Fool to think it′s only me
We just missed the summer at Longo
Fool to think it's only me
Take comfort in knowing that
Seasons come back around
And you'll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between′s a fallacy
So I might just help paint me the enemy
Paint me
Paint me
Paint me the enemy
And you tried to play this
And I tried to take this to the end
Tangled in the ebb and flow
An open space of overcoats and undertows
And you tried to play this
And I tried to take this to the end
This place is not a prison
Though I considered the metaphor
This place is not a prison
Take comfort in knowing that
Seasons come back around
And you′ll never know that I
Found solace in apathy and burying the memory
The space between's a fallacy and
I know that
It′s easier as enemies
Hammocks hung, staring up through the leaves
Clouds move the same without you next to me
Whistled grass to my ear off the breeze
It will echo on, but I will never call it home
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Hammocks hung)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Clouds move the same)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the enemy
(Whistled grass)
(Never call it home)
Paint me, paint me the
Never call it home
Never call it home
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