Don't be cold and don't rely on the former
You have a pattern of growing colder
See why can't I fall asleep when should of
Well it'd take a golden egg to recover, now
Sad and sorrow there's not a whole lot
To make a mends with and shake the ashes
You found another clue like the others
But that puzzle just doesn't fit together
Wouldn't you like to see a different colored shade on me?
Well why won't I let in my peace
Cause man I want to bind to the holy grail of respite, won't it shower me in love?
Relief is peaches cream so sweet
I'll find my solaced time, like childhood lily white, my paradise
I want to think comfortably--so I really mean don't
Call on the phone or drag me along, cause when you're around, there's another side, a lack of pride.
In the time that it takes to lie there awake, I should have fixed this...