Ah, daylight hits the corners of your mouth Steals the words That filled you up with doubt Open up and let them all fall out
Ah, honey smooths the wrinkles from the bed Gone the indentations of your head Leaving just a frown upon your forehead
Worry works a wrinkle over time Open up and let it rob you blind Incidental memories collide People tell me you’ve been blinded by; An afternoon high Afternoon high