The Windowsill - Heal Lyrics

I'm falling over all your words
Wooooaahhh

Greener pastures, levity's key
You bring on the pain that is brought on thee
Make anew, don't let it brew
I've got a lot of praise for you

I feel your hand on my upper back
"Keep plodding along, you must keep on track"
There's no use worrying about the door ajar,
I'm driving slow enough to get you back in the car
For a while I'll feel fine
But then I'm hit with real time

Grab anything that you want to
Is this old thing sentimental to you?
Verbose, grandiose, head to toes head to toes
We spoke in ribbons and tangents and so
Testing time to time it seems
Nothing feels the same as Lee

I'm falling over all your words
Wooooooaaaahhh
For whatever that is worth
Wooooooaaaaahhh