Lovegazers
๐ต 603 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:45 duration
๐ ID: 13772474
๐ Lyrics
You are better than a dream because you drain in reality.
And you sow sunflower seeds into my aching chest
to heal what's deep inside of me.
I am miserable in its merest shape
of our sacred space.
And the height of my reflectiveness is birthed into a shameful light.
But you ensare me with a glimpse
yet lovely as each starlit night
but in the end portentous words are just free and bound morphemes.
And the illusions behind virtuousness
are equivalent to our hopes and dreams.
Where distance feels like poison but affection like a remedy.
"I miss you" is so simple in its syntax but complex in reality.
And you sow sunflower seeds into my aching chest
to heal what's deep inside of me.
I am miserable in its merest shape
of our sacred space.
And the height of my reflectiveness is birthed into a shameful light.
But you ensare me with a glimpse
yet lovely as each starlit night
but in the end portentous words are just free and bound morphemes.
And the illusions behind virtuousness
are equivalent to our hopes and dreams.
Where distance feels like poison but affection like a remedy.
"I miss you" is so simple in its syntax but complex in reality.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:36.73] You are better than a dream because you drain in reality.
[00:50.47] And you sow sunflower seeds into my aching chest
[00:57.81] to heal what's deep inside of me.
[01:04.23] I am miserable in its merest shape
[01:11.52] of our sacred space.
[01:23.43] And the height of my reflectiveness is birthed into a shameful light.
[01:50.91] But you ensare me with a glimpse
[01:56.44] yet lovely as each starlit night
[02:02.88] but in the end portentous words are just free and bound morphemes.
[02:35.40] And the illusions behind virtuousness
[02:45.58] are equivalent to our hopes and dreams.
[03:56.88] Where distance feels like poison but affection like a remedy.
[04:09.65] "I miss you" is so simple in its syntax but complex in reality.
[04:25.15]
[00:50.47] And you sow sunflower seeds into my aching chest
[00:57.81] to heal what's deep inside of me.
[01:04.23] I am miserable in its merest shape
[01:11.52] of our sacred space.
[01:23.43] And the height of my reflectiveness is birthed into a shameful light.
[01:50.91] But you ensare me with a glimpse
[01:56.44] yet lovely as each starlit night
[02:02.88] but in the end portentous words are just free and bound morphemes.
[02:35.40] And the illusions behind virtuousness
[02:45.58] are equivalent to our hopes and dreams.
[03:56.88] Where distance feels like poison but affection like a remedy.
[04:09.65] "I miss you" is so simple in its syntax but complex in reality.
[04:25.15]