Organized Chaos Cinnamon
This will hurt a little bit less...
Still, more than enough
I feel your cinnamon from the fallen parts of our togetherness
Burst as a powder of longing
We'll walk away from our paths
At different times and different places
Now you should know that after that
Nothing will ever be the same
Spit all your cinnamon from your mouth
On my hair
Cut off my fingertips they will grow
Back again
Look at the sky there's a new dawn rising
Look at that pawn, he will never get to the other side
Look at my skin, the marks are not showing
This road of mine is inside of you
Still I'll wait
Still I'll sit here
Still waiting for those
Words to come alive
Wait for years to grow wings and to fly
Away
'Cause I want you
'Cause I need you
Can you show me
Just how to remain the same?
Lick all the honey from my eyes
I want to look through your lies
Blow pepper powder across my skin
Show me that grin
Look at those eyes, those are eyes of the lovers
Look at that path, you can find a shelter or a hunter
Look at my eyes those are lies of another
This road of mine is inside of you
Still I'll wait
Still I'll sit here
Still waiting for those
Words to come alive
Wait for years to grow wings and to fly
Away!
Fly away! We'll find love 2x
We'll fly away!
We'll dig
We'll tear
To find our love
We're now the same
We burn the same light
Two worlds collide
Wait for years to grow wings and to fly away
Still I'll wait
Still I'll sit here
Still hiding and I'm trying to let go
Looking down the edge I'll take my fall
