This Still Life

You sent it out on the waves

To still life where the arial shakes

It causes your cadence to break

And your lightyears ahead where the stars detonate

I knock a hollow to sound

My guitar and my lungs giving out

You sank in the seat of my heart

And I canʼt tell apart

Where I end and you start

Iʼm in the alleyway high on cerulean blue

I wanna sing of the sky But I donʼt wanna try it without you

l'll fly away singing F over A in my tune

I wanna sing of the sky

But I donʼt wanna try it without you

I let the smoke fill the stage

This still life where I canʼt see your face

For these inappropriate lights

Said this song's about the night

AndI disappear for three minutes, I

I saw you set up to paint

This still life, where your memory fades

Remembered in somebodyʼs eyes on that ceiling you tried

To paint god in the sky

Iʼm in the alleyway high on cerulean blue

I wanna sing of the sky But I donʼt wanna try it without you

l'll fly away singing F over A in my tune

I wanna sing of the sky

But I donʼt wanna try it without you