Drew

Pull up the blinds

Open the door and wide

Feel the cold arrive

In my bones

Put on my face

I’ll wear your dress tonight

Feel like you tonight

On that day

Falling lemon moon

You burn, then crash in dirty snow

Ode to a sin, I might as well

Melt into Sunday

Remember the time

We stood there by the lake

Watching boats and planes

Great white clouds

I smelt the sweat

I felt the sun again

Dreams on your skin

On my tongue

Falling lemon moon

You burn, then crash in dirty snow

Ode to a sin, I might as well

Melt into Sunday

Pull up the blinds

Open the door wide

Feel the cold arrive

In my bones

You, me, and the moon

We burn, then crash in dirty snow

Ode to a sin, we might as well

Melt into Sunday