Kicking clouds into the shapes we want
Bunched sitting as close as they come
When I found you, it was June
Blondie poster in your sunlit room
Stay awake till noon, your eyes are the moon
Push off the sheets, we'll lay there instead
Radio singing words you've already said
We'll write our names on the ceiling between cracks
And be still in this restless track
Do you believe in God or anything at all
You screamed at me as we waltzed silent in the hall
I've read every word of your crowded pages
It's much too wordy and a good bit jaded
I believe in only what's not inside my mind
The thin-faced veil of design where I'm paralyzed
That acts as a certain defense of mine
To keep from believing in a divine, I'm fine
I'm terrified of all of my friends
I hate that I think I'm not like them
Sometimes I take them all for granted
To sit still and be silent in a crash
I'm dancing with my hands round the gash
Don't want the memories to be too slanted
Take my melodies for truth and my ransom
At least I'm funny and your sister says I'm handsome
When I come down, I'll be a little too late for dinner
But when I do, I'll stand up on the counter
Scream I'm not finished till I think I am
And wait for the roaring applause to roll in
Carter Ozburn - KODACHROME Lyrics
Carter Ozburn - KODACHROME Lyrics
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Kicking clouds into the shapes we want
Bunched sitting as close as they come
When I found you, it was June
Blondie poster in your sunlit room
Stay awake till noon, your eyes are the moon
Push off the sheets, we'll lay there instead
Radio singing words you've already said
We'll write our names on the ceiling between cracks
And be still in this restless track
Do you believe in God or anything at all
You screamed at me as we waltzed silent in the hall
I've read every word of your crowded pages
It's much too wordy and a good bit jaded
I believe in only what's not inside my mind
The thin-faced veil of design where I'm paralyzed
That acts as a certain defense of mine
To keep from believing in a divine, I'm fine
I'm terrified of all of my friends
I hate that I think I'm not like them
Sometimes I take them all for granted
To sit still and be silent in a crash
I'm dancing with my hands round the gash
Don't want the memories to be too slanted
Take my melodies for truth and my ransom
At least I'm funny and your sister says I'm handsome
When I come down, I'll be a little too late for dinner
But when I do, I'll stand up on the counter
Scream I'm not finished till I think I am
And wait for the roaring applause to roll in
Bunched sitting as close as they come
When I found you, it was June
Blondie poster in your sunlit room
Stay awake till noon, your eyes are the moon
Push off the sheets, we'll lay there instead
Radio singing words you've already said
We'll write our names on the ceiling between cracks
And be still in this restless track
Do you believe in God or anything at all
You screamed at me as we waltzed silent in the hall
I've read every word of your crowded pages
It's much too wordy and a good bit jaded
I believe in only what's not inside my mind
The thin-faced veil of design where I'm paralyzed
That acts as a certain defense of mine
To keep from believing in a divine, I'm fine
I'm terrified of all of my friends
I hate that I think I'm not like them
Sometimes I take them all for granted
To sit still and be silent in a crash
I'm dancing with my hands round the gash
Don't want the memories to be too slanted
Take my melodies for truth and my ransom
At least I'm funny and your sister says I'm handsome
When I come down, I'll be a little too late for dinner
But when I do, I'll stand up on the counter
Scream I'm not finished till I think I am
And wait for the roaring applause to roll in
Writer: Carter Ozburn
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