Tyson Motsenbocker Folded
[Verse 1]
Well I tried to remember the feelings in words
To write you in pictures to focus the blurred
Images of your features, and all of the beautiful lies that we told So I try like a widower, furrowed white brow
At the cornershop recounting to the old crowd
Of his first wife's complexion
When all of the skeleton lines have erased
[Chorus]
We folded
Under stormy weather
Imagine it all, the love that we wasted
[Verse 2]
Well it's not that you're gone
You're just farther away
And the very same distance
I thought you would stay
Because I broke you pieces
I broke you to pieces
[Chorus]
We folded
Under stormy weather
Imagine it all, the love that we wasted
