Friends You Stopped Imagining
I must detach or else suffer
Can't keep hold of anything more solid than air
I've been hiding in caves and crannies away from your voice
Oh sunny, don't you know
I bleed when I touch reality
Can't keep hold of anything more solid than air
I've been hiding in caves and crannies away from your voice
Oh sunny, don't you know
I bleed when I touch reality