Shannon, Over Pages

You look me in the eye you look me in
You look me in the eye you look me in
The same way every time
The ways the same
The same way every time
The ways the same

Shannon you're gonna pour over the pages
Drag heels upon the crops that dust pushes up to the sky
A ceiling of lightning buzz
In the colour of spring
I know how ideas sublime in the static of living one breath at a time
Colour our hearts in watchful eye
In the colour of spring was the colour of time
Painted in magazines and paper headlines
Your frequency shivers these states of mine
And boundaries like your skin implies in the colour of spring

You look me in the eye you look me in
You look me in the eye you look me in
The same way every time
The ways the same
The same way every time
The ways the same
This is a swan dive
This is a swan dive
In the colour of spring

I've got that feeling we trace the edges of love
I been pricking my heels on the crops that the dust pushes up
In the colour of spring
Run with the pages Garmen you're gonna pour away
Heels upon the ledge of all the steps you take
To a ceiling of lightning does this dream break
Shannon you're gonna pour over the pages
Drag heels upon the crops that dust pushes up to the sky