January Flowers

Shells from the yard as old as that star

We're curled up, in holding

Finding the distance, the number of steps to the jump

Could I skip a single one

Feelings on top of each other, no more to discover

Everything's been said again, the reruns are reread

Until the pattern won't cut it, is the earthquake in check

The comfort of a shoulder is the deepest yes

Tending breaking, no choice but our stems are tough count it out

Measure reminder

Can I skip a single one

Feelings on top of each other, no more to discover

Everything's been said again, the reruns are reread

Until the pattern won't cut it, is the earthquake in check

The comfort of a shoulder is the deepest yes

Feelings on top of each other, no more to discover

Until the pattern won't cut it, the comfort of a shoulder is the deepest yes