Stand Tall by Large Brush Collection

frozen in
at the bottom of a wishing well
if day gave way to night I couldn’t tell

maybe i
was looking for a place to dwell
to hide behind a wall that never fell

thought I heard
that you may have rung the bell
drowned out by the noise
waiting for your voice
to clear the haze I felt

would you be so kind
to stand tall when I can’t
you keep me waiting
but I know you’ll be there

i can be so cold
and I know you can too
the streetlights fade but
the darkness won’t scare you

away from here
you’re always near me
whispering in my ear

from my eyes
nothing’s ever been concealed
crowded like the grass within a field

in his tracks
stopping there to never heal
i wonder which one got the better deal

saw him there
there’s so much that I couldn’t say
drowned out by the night
waiting for your light
to carry me another way

• Folk
• afternoon napcore
• bass folk
• bedroom pop
• folk rock
• indie rock
• Austin