עמית ארז - Paper Cuts |
Paper Cuts
עמית ארז מילים ולחן: עמית ארז THE SOUND OF DECEMBER’S FREEZING WIND HAS APPEARED YOU’D THINK IT’S THE LOUDEST THAT WE’VE HAD HERE IN YEARS I GOT YOU A PRESENT MADE OF SALT AND PAPER CUTS MY OWN MOLDED EMBER WITH GLANCING EYES AND MORNING DUST SPARKS IN MY PALM IS IT RAIN IS IT RAIN SEEMS NOT SO HARD TO PRETEND TO PRETEND THE ROOF BLOCKED THE WATER FROM POURING IN ON OUR HEADS THE WALLS BLOCKED THE SUNRISE FROM STRETCHING WIDE ON OUR BED REMEMBER THAT ASHTRAY WITH THE EIFFEL TOWER STAMPED UPON IT SO CORNY AND COMMON AND YET IT HAD A CERTAIN CHARM SPARKS ON YOUR ARM THAT’S NOT RAIN THAT’S NOT RAIN LEFTOVERS FROM THAT ONE TIME WHEN WE DANCED MARSHMALLOW DINNER MELTING COLORS ON A STICK I MERGED THE DIVISION THE WHITE OF HEALTH THE PINK OF SICK MUST STAY ALIVE WHEN YOU COME TO COLLECT ALL THAT I’VE EARNED BY MISTAKE BY MISTAKE |