The Sky Has Turned Vanilla (In the Mirror)

Now we welcome you to our December
Please don’t touch the broken hearts
There are “I love you” ’s there in the corner
The eternal amore’s are set apart

These blinds are shut over rising suns
To block out all the argumentals
And we keep the promises in a jar
Right next to the be-alls and the end-alls

Would you look at that? It’s five past tomorrow
You’ve got to be up for hell quite soon
Hit the hay before you hit the dust
Hit the rocks or you’ll meet your doom

Oops be careful, you stood on a teardrop
The damn things keep falling everywhere
You’ve severed the line that holds apart
The scary dreams and the nice nightmares

You blow a hug towards a secret love
Who fades back into starlight before you
A scream and a skip on your jolly old way
Feeling green yet you’re acting so blue

A cross on the heart you drew on your wrist
Your eyes remember what your heart forgets
You slip on a cloud, you tumble to sleep
Lost in December, you return to regrets

We’ve got one-of-a-kinds for lovers galore
I’m sure I can pick you one up from the cart
Now you leave our comformed January
So glad you didn’t touch the broken hearts