(feat. Brenna Myers)
Holding on to things just like
They give me breath and give me life
They take my space
Don’t give me rest
And leave their trace as they manifest
Let’s go lost in the solid trees
The falling leaves
Forget the constants that they send you home
And terrible things
Oh, came into room
I see That I have nothing living left
Let’s go lost in the solid trees
The falling leaves
Forget the constants that they send you home
And terrible things
Let’s get lost in…
