Emily Rowed Braided
Like a question with no answer
You're the silence that comes after
We couldn't make it to November
And it's never gonna feel like that's right
I can see the constellation
Of the mess that we were making
And the panic when it's caving
It's the parkade, it's the song on repeat
And it's crushing all my thoughts
How a feeling could get lost
When the current got so deep
You were braided into me
I keep pulling on this thread
Just to see that nothing's left
You were colors I'vе never seen
You werе goosebumps in my sleeve
Goosebumps in my sleeve
I could leave you in this city
You could leave me with the mystery
Could you promise it existed?
Even if it's tangled, untied, drifting
And it's crushing all my thoughts
How a feeling could get lost
When the current got so deep
You were braided into me
I keep pulling on this thread
Just to see that nothing's left
You were colors I've never seen
You were goosebumps in my sleeve
(Goosebumps in my sleeve)
(Goosebumps in my)
(Goosebumps in my sleeve)
(Goosebumps in my)
