Julia Gloria

Julia
Up on the windowsill there's a word
Holding in to be unheard
No one else at home

Gloria
Open the note that hides in a drawer
Wonder who they keep it for
Read it over slow

On the same floor
Can I want more

Julia
Out in the garden, grown to the wall
Somewhere when you're feeling small
Tired and undone

Gloria
Look at the mounds up high in the road
Hanging up your winter clothes
Never took so long

On the same floor
Can I wait anymore

Julia
Up on the windowsill there's a word
Holding in to be unheard
No one else at home

Gloria
Open the note that hides in a drawer (open the note that hides)
Wonder who they keep it for (wonder who they keep)
Read it over slow (slow)