Imperfect Tree - If We Fall Asleep Lyrics

Plain fields of pale messy blankets
Amidst nighttide colour palettes
Painting a starry-canvas up high
To frame a waxen-moon sky

And still awake, your lips half red
Twined shapes merge across the bed
Swaying in eyes-closing calm
And half-asleep words yet to come

You fall asleep in seconds
And the wreathing echoes
Of your slow breathing
Are ever so soothing

Your dark hair blending with the night
And pale skin all dyed in white
Piercing through my sleeplessness
Into inviting drowsiness

You fall asleep in seconds
And the wreathing echoes
Of your slow breathing
Are ever so soothing