crystalfilm

Little Dragon

Lost my grip and my vision gone dull
I swing my hip like a dancer gone numb
I saw your shadow, saw the skeleton run
Now something?s missing from my memory of ? you
You shake my world from my ground to my head
Distant noise that wake me out of bed
I listen as the walls cave in
I?m hanging on ?cause your memories spin on

I lost my grip, I balanced it on a piece of paper
True in one trip, it?s weaving in
And I wait for later
Who is leaning in on my yes to be?
Who is sneaking in, is sneaking in on me, on me?

I cut a house in half and turn a frown
Distant painted walls and letters upside down
I try to hold on, I try to hold on but you?re gone
Then I try to let go but your memory?s still on

I lost my grip, I balanced it on a piece of paper
True in one trip, it?s weaving in
And I wait for later
Who is leaning in on my yes to be?
Who is sneaking in, is sneaking in on me, on me?

On me, on my