Some words left
They don't go in the way I'd hope you let
Pressed your tongue to the page
On the evermess with an auburn tone
Wondered when
Any note we carved in trees
Would charm up any meaning
To a salted eye or a wanderer
But they pass alone
Driving on for a vacancy sign
And a good price
It's all high lifes while we tote the mile lines
Kicking up gold teeth and fine wines
Holding on tight to the windows
And the night's caught glim
I swear I could touch
Carved your name above mine on
The birch tree's eye
Fantasy Unit - betula (pithy) (feat. Sydney Sprague) Lyrics
Fantasy Unit - betula (pithy) (feat. Sydney Sprague) Lyrics
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Some words left
They don't go in the way I'd hope you let
Pressed your tongue to the page
On the evermess with an auburn tone
Wondered when
Any note we carved in trees
Would charm up any meaning
To a salted eye or a wanderer
But they pass alone
Driving on for a vacancy sign
And a good price
It's all high lifes while we tote the mile lines
Kicking up gold teeth and fine wines
Holding on tight to the windows
And the night's caught glim
I swear I could touch
Carved your name above mine on
The birch tree's eye
They don't go in the way I'd hope you let
Pressed your tongue to the page
On the evermess with an auburn tone
Wondered when
Any note we carved in trees
Would charm up any meaning
To a salted eye or a wanderer
But they pass alone
Driving on for a vacancy sign
And a good price
It's all high lifes while we tote the mile lines
Kicking up gold teeth and fine wines
Holding on tight to the windows
And the night's caught glim
I swear I could touch
Carved your name above mine on
The birch tree's eye
Writer: Matthew Storto
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